Where are you?
i am filled
with a longing that hurts
my soul (or what remains)
is stretching between
two borders
unable to stay here,
unable to reach there.
Guess where you are?
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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