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Soaked….

….in the mire of existence.

Remember them….

…if you know them.

Getting ready …

….for the big nothing.

Tell me why…..

….I will die.

This time.

I only have eyes

….to see.

Stick and bones…

….are my home.

Leaving the closeness….

…..behind me.

Time has wearied me….

….like nothing else.

Still hungry….

….it is winter after all.