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An omnipresent sense of dissatisfaction,
faithlessness, hollowness: a social nesting doll.
Dispassion permeates my meaningless motions.
I search for tendrils of truth and purpose,
fearing there is nothing to keep me grounded.
Connections slip from my suspicious grasp
and I am absolved with overwhelming relief.
Futility, exhaustion; the colour, the sound of resignation:
all that is brittle, broken and dry.
All that is brittle, broken and dry.





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