If my body is truly lost,
Isn't my shadow also seen?
If life from me gush
Doesn't my breath still stink?
I find it hard to believe
That in the crowd I once
Stood, I tend to now be asleep,
vague and out of reach as I was.
Have I traveled invisible?
Have I really been scarce?
Has the one thought invincible
Now filled with scars?
Help!
I am lost in my world!
I am no longer felt!
Faint now are my words!
Bring me back to earth,
Make me alive again!
Again to the time of mirth
That I again be fain!
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