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Living in the shadows of others
She sleeps awaiting an action
An action that she herself may never make
Slowly, but endlessly the clock presses on,
Six turns to seven, nine into ten
Ever dependant upon others
Solely seeking little accomplishment
Can she wait forever?
For the nothing to take hold.
The nothing that consumes her dreams
Engulfs her contemplation, an occupant of her wasteful thoughts
She prides herself on little.
For all done in her name was by others
They will not serve forever
A constant yet unbroken
Its time to move on.
She sleeps awaiting an action
An action that she herself may never make
Slowly, but endlessly the clock presses on,
Six turns to seven, nine into ten
Ever dependant upon others
Solely seeking little accomplishment
Can she wait forever?
For the nothing to take hold.
The nothing that consumes her dreams
Engulfs her contemplation, an occupant of her wasteful thoughts
She prides herself on little.
For all done in her name was by others
They will not serve forever
A constant yet unbroken
Its time to move on.