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Dec 2020
Here I am
A mere fragment
Of loss and desolation.
Isolated and existing
In emptiness.

Here I am
As certain as fall
Cold and rigid
As the old places
Where we made
Snow ball dreams
And sunset promises.

You are living these now
Without me,
And here I am
Fading without you.

Fall is when you left. And I have been falling since.
Written by
Shane  M/SpaceTime/
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