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The lights have run their wick. The hands of the clock turn Yet they weigh no bearing. Eternity could pass in the darkness. Where have I gone... That there is naught to guide me? Far from home... I dream of meals surrounded by warmth.
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Aug 4, 2023
Aug 4, 2023 at 2:24 AM UTC
Blind
The lights have run their wick. The hands of the clock turn Yet they weigh no bearing. Eternity could pass in the darkness. Where have I gone... That there is naught to guide me? Far from home... I dream of meals surrounded by warmth.
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SymphonyOfSilence
27/M/South Africa
Aug 4, 2023
Aug 4, 2023 at 2:24 AM UTC
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