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Nov 2018
Swaying softly back and forth, awaiting her escort, wich never came,
As happy thoughts become a rarity, a question  occurs;
Will she be ready when it is finally over, greeting the abyss ?
The question finds no answer, as everything rots in this deserted hell,
Days passed like minutes, with no remembrance of them,
Wandering in irregular gaps, spacing out of this world she is yet again to be reminded of these blue flames, this lingering sadness,
Softly, gently the seasons pass by, watched by the girl as a spectator,
The burden of breathing weighs down heavy on her chest,
A traveler without a clear destination, or any goal for that matter,
Quietly, serenely, she comes down to rest without finding any,
Was she too different to belong to this world or was it another reason, for her to be abandoned, cursed, destined to never find company ?
With no real meaning, nor the strengh to move forward, she succumbed to the thoughts consuming the girl all these years,
When she understood the meaning of eternity,
She had no one to share it with,
So she made the decision,
To sleep forever

~ Umi
Umi
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Umi  24/Agender/Germany
(24/Agender/Germany)   
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