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Apr 2022
so hollow—
nothing but a shell,
a vessel emptied and left without purpose —
she’s drifting through the days, alone and hopeless.
silence, as she fell
in sorrow
so hollow—
about sadness
JKirin
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JKirin  just drifting
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