Emptiness
P Patti Masterman
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The emptiness harms regularly
In consequence ruined possibility
Spent love, that the echo seizes
Splintered beats of truth, receding
Drummed beats reverberate the pain
Night time runs from vacuous day
Night runs amok, but daytime's worse
For then you can't deny your curse
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