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30.05.25
22.05.25
Empty echoes
As I turned
I could see
Nothing
There was nothing to the right
Nothing to the left
Nothing all around
Even I have managed to turn
Into nothing
Nothing
...
Nothing
...
NOTHING
07.05.25
Who I was?
I used to cover myself in colors wild, be visible, be bold. It all drained away. Until I was covered in darkness, hide, be invisible.
I used to be surrounded by music loud, hear me, feel me. It all stopped. My mind was the only thing I could hear anymore, shut up, forget it.
I used to be. Until I was not. Yet who I was now, I could not even tell no more.
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