Chris Milburn

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Be Here

I thought of a way
to give meaning
To a world that increasingly
Is fading to black
Fading away
Turning to dust

All I dream of is death
All that is thought is an ending
So why do not make time
To float here
On the endless page
In pure expression

It need not mean
It need not function
At all
It need only be
Here

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