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I'm Gone

Dragged from my body,
and carried swiftly through the wind.
I'm gone.

Not far or near.
Not seen or heard.
I'm gone.

Not walking or talking.
Not sleeping or thinking.
I'm gone.

Not seeing or hearing.
Not breathing or dead.
Just gone.

You drove me away.
Discreetly as ever.
I'm gone.

Not alive.
Not dead.
But gone.

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