This empty hole
This misery that constantly
ponders and wither
like melted snow or fall leaves.
A space that was not fulfilled.
This on going void,
an endless pit.
Where have you gone?
Where have you ran off too?
No words to think or complete,
not even this thoughts.
I can't find you anywhere.
Nothing is coming or going.
I am simply left with nothing.
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