Silence fills the room
You are near
as I reach for you
You disappear
Its as if you
were made of thin air
and no trace of you
anywhere
I turn to go
afraid and confused
but stop in wonder
in a daze...
Confused and lonely
I sit and wait
for someone who
will one day
be there
when I reach
into the vast
void...
which is called
fate.
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