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Void

Written: NOV, 2000

I awaken to into the Void.

Lone I sit and wonder,
Who is it I am waiting for?

Maybe not who, but what,
What am I waiting for?
Perhaps nothing.

Too many people,
Yet I know none,
Am I unlikable?
No, just unrecognized.

I walk the world,
Looking for a familiar face.
None comes to light.

So I wander on,
Looking, yet not caring.

Home to go to sleep into the Void.


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