I am bereft through sadness
and within each light i see
a shadow of my consciousness
a shadow that is me.
i am hungry for a closeness
but within closeness do i see
mere remnants of my honesty
and a skeleton of me.
i am not known for polished words
for within those words i see
a truth that is too far away
and never within me.
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