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Everything & Nothing

The bright lights,

And the ridiculous noise

The useless meandering.

The only place it all makes sense,

Is here

Closed off from it all

In the quietness of my head.

In the heartbreak,

In the ceremony for all that was forgotten

In the preciousness of each breath

In the balm of never you mind.

To break through it is to ignore it,

To rise is to do so despite it

To claim it is to make space for it

In a world, I am not convinced can handle it

nor can I

I am not sure I have the strength to hold onto

Such disregarded beauty,

Such loss

And sorrow

In the bright lights

And the ridiculous noise,

The useless meandering.


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