Unshaped Love
Opening my eyes—
I return to reality.
Without the world's embrace,
I stand on my own feet.
Clinging to fantasy
To grasp a sense of reality.
Lost in distant and hazy dreams.
With every blink of my eyes,
I remember someone...
Someone whose name I cannot say,
Whose voice I do not recognize,
Someone who never left
A mark in my memory,
Yet somehow carved her
Presence into my breath.
A faceless woman
In my dreams.
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