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[greencaffine]

It's fair to say
I've lost my way
Tumbled blindly in the dark
Searched with outstretched hands
and ears

Is this darkness true?
Or product of malice spite and death?

My mug is touched
I flinch in fear
A thread is pulled
the veil lies unchanged
formed to ever fissure and fracture
my face below unravels