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nothingness
Time slips by like the light that drifts from the sky
My needs are hidden away beneath these trees
I am small without death or life
My knowledge may wax and never wane
I bask in the rain, snow or shine
The starlit night is dim and free of the sharp and painfilled stings
that life brings
My temperature changes with the sky
Our souls our one, the Earth and I
Hidden am I from your world for my protection
I make no loved connections
I am stable but not unmovable
I am here and here I am here to stay
I am a spirit full of memories
But I am far far away
Never will I see the light of day
Beyond this prison of my own making
A beauty hidden, in a shell of fear and neglect
This is what I am
A spirit trapped in a prison that I have made
No new escaping, no new day
This is what I have made
A monster created from my mistakings and deadly pains
Pains and never endings
I will stay as part of the role I play
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