How can I be?
I ponder
How I exist
Am I really here?
Are these
My arms
My legs?
Or am I imagining
Phantom limbs?
Without you
My chest is hollow
My heart
Just a fig newton
Of my imagination,
Where is me?
Where am I?
Where; under the sky
On this earth
Is my place?
Maybe I'm just
A last lone
Lingering thought
Of yours,
And soon
I'll cease
To be...

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