Lost in Never

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Who am I?
Lost in a somewhere that could be anywhere,
among rows and rows of people trapped inside unresponsive bodies,
surrounded by the putrid smell of sanitation.
Shall we clean away our community
and separate our souls by scrubbing away our common germs?
I feel the nothingness of this transience clinging to me,
drawing me further into myself
and snuffing the longing from my life.
I am suffocated by inhumanity,
strangled by despair.
Who am I?
I open the door and breathe fresh air.
A bird chirps his name.

Created: Nov 24, 2010


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