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L'appel du Vide

Ostracized on the
outskirts of reality.
Trying to blur the lines
and connect the dots
To make myself complete.
Clinging to a broken dream
and searching for an answer,
The void is calling.
Wasted,
a soulless husk
incapable of being.
I played the game
and lost it.
I fought a war
and failed.

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