~

a song to hum


a thought to think


words astray


tears on the brink


a simple sigh


or a sweet hello


vacuum for long


dry rusty mellow...


too cold


long hours


and minutes


and seconds...


"two worlds"


not two latitudes


that never meet 


but run on alone...


caved in from myself


me , me , and only me...


that is all i can see.


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