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Vacancies
Lost love is like a cut flower,
Reaching forth,
Becoming
More
&
More
Ghost – In a
Spectrum
Of
Spectre…
Reach – Reaching – Reached
Into
Some - Something
Breached
Like nothing
Into
Nothingness
&
Mist
Becoming some - Something
To
Miss
& Be missed -
As it leaves a compartment
Of consciousness
Ahead of the velocity of lament
In the vacancy
Absent
Of
Entrainment.
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