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Feb 2021
I am empty but virile
teeming with life found in the black sea
amidst the crashing waves I drown in stars
I cannot find my way to the top
I guess there never was one
We're aging but immortal
the spirit not as alive as the shadow
you can't tell me this is the way things were supposed to be
it's just the way they are
my optimism inverted as my mind comes back alive
waking up and not even realizing I died long ago
the meaning not found replaced by a void with meaning
where am I
how do I get out
Eyebot477
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