Emptiness surrounding spheres within, totaling loneliness
that is now encapsulating an entire personality.
Loving daily routines, yet wanting so much more from this
life.
Wanting desires to be fulfilled from within depths of
spheres where only I am able to get through or obtain any
knowledge from their essence.
Picking my way through the darkness of sorrow, I follow
myself out of the gloomy picture set before me.
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