I can see it coming
again, today
a restlessness
that
is stuck
in time and space
and can't
move on.
Stuck in
repetitions
locked on a course
of endless gazing
into empty space
an business
with trifles.
A robot existence
not fueled
by the energizing
light
That gives
clarity
insight
vision
Love
to life.
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