She was barely there
as she looked out into space
she sat there in serene gesture
you could see oblivion in her eyes
lost inside was infinitey bare
with pangs of lonely blank stare
a breakthrough at some point amiss
resolved itself to being barely there
just being was enough
it had to be
at least
she was
there
barely
but there
she was
I think
I was
barely
there
bare
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