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Back all alone.


For hours, weeks, and years


My heart is muddy like a river bed


Unwanted freedom - deep as well of fear -


Brings tears to my face.


I don't regret 



Down in the cold haze, movements are hidden. 


I feel a secret shadow on my skin - 


An amber gaze of autumn that has slidden


And laid on me, as heavy as death sin.



And here she comes!


She'll sit behind in quiet 


No anger, no regret, no love, no sound


Just silent words are coming to my mind: 


I hear you... - 


And nobody's around.



March, 2021


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