Absence

A face I

Can’t

Delve into,

Record needle

Taken off.

 

Fallen night,

Wound up in

Mirrors,

Smoky remembrance

Percolating…

 

Promulgated fear,

Sentenced to the

Torrid

Isolation.

 

Formulation of

Persona,

Absence in

Understanding

Of what

Takes an

Eternity

To

Recall…

 

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