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Tired and lonely
They only
Seem like a facade
Breaking the holy
Ground beneath me
Just sitting
Sitting in the darkness
That’s where the deepest of meetings happens
The only thing left to do is break apart
Look into
The vast openness
Thickness
Pitch black darkness
Soothing in a way
The nothingness that stares back at me
Changing rapidly
My own reflection
Chances are this will not
Be the last time we meet
Looking forward to Your call
Ian Altosaar
