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The Mundane

I vanished
before the day began
fell into blackness
knowing not who I am

Drifted off
somewhere in the night
without any urge
nor desire for flight

Emotional void
dull, undefined
thoughts malformed
nothing aligned

Discovering lost
amid the mundane
a deep discomfort
feels like pain

Lacking resolve
and spiritual wealth
blindly searching
for original self
Written by mel44
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