"an Attempt To Write"
I see
people
but i can't see
myself
i see
parts of their
pain
and mine is
almost the
same
I think
life isn't
sane
we're all
just
a bunch of
grain
making
this whole world
rain
leaving, all that remains
one droplet of
our souls behind
A memory of us
that falls onto one
long line
embedded and weaved
out from time
seeking a new life
burning up minds
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