keeping the distance,
from the the warm fires glow,
staying away,
from the people i know.
Blocking the bullets,
the lead to the why,
shutting the curtain,
from the bright blue sky.
Listening to silence
staring at white
keeping together,
so awake at night
healing no wounds
mending no repair
thinking of nothing
because i don't care
or do i?
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