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Returning to the

same place, hands

across ocean, eyes


wide open now.


Cold crisps me

skin burns

bones ache


who would have

thought there was

so much ‘’cold’’


in this.


Sky high &

wide sunrise

above cloud


we hurtle through

infinity never

seeing it.


You are mindless

I am alone

in this:


searching always

searching to find

a gap.


Returning to the

same place as if

this is


‘’new beginning’’


but the old clings

at the entrance: I forgot

to remember


how to live.


Somehow I am

un – manned

by this.


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