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Nobody Came
The mist ooozed
the echo to one way.
It was so dark and dank
my breath stank, impaled
by will–o'–the–wisp
mirage, flickering
candle-like, remote.
Ghosts-like swirls arose
through the mist, but nobody
came.
Silence pierced and
popped up, but nobody
came.
Storm abated, flood
flee flouted, but nobody
came.
I lay damp and dying, crying
for having lied about where I was going —
fault and blame, and never knowing
lay beside me, nobody
came.
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