You Are Not Here
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The world is unchanged now:
The sounds and appearances are the same
There is the same gravity, law of cause and effect
But a subtle difference rides beneath it all
Everything I touch has a hollowed out space
As if the very heart had been wrenched out;
Cut loose on the inside, leaving no single wound or dropp of blood,
Or even a gaping, to show for it; no one would suspect
That the soul of all things has been snatched away, abducted
By a fierce wind, random chance, unhappy error-
It's all smooth facade now, of a scintillating, false brightness
Because you are not here.
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