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In our Surroundings

Obsession comes
Not with a man
Or any woman
In my case

Medium...
Measure...
A vision
Changing
Until these hands
Make shape

It is creation
I know
I can live up to
So long as I wake

Cause in the sea
That is a dream
Formulations furrow
... Break
 
Till mourning sun
Tries wakening
Slumbering deep
Craving praise

Awaiting some
... Creeping thing
Not thought of
In your
Embrace

And when it's found
They are without
Humanity's purpose

Beckoning me

I whisper
Such antipathy
Then bleed
What's not to be seen

For how to explain
Such hue
To those whom are
So
... So blind

I sigh
We are alone
Again.
Again.
Alone,
To hide.
Written by jenny_is_hungry
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Author's Note
When you see a vision, when you are able to see engineering in its entirety when entering a project, tell me we were built the same. We were not.
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