Zywa
Come back
To find your company
again, I walk
between two worlds
every day
I pass strangers
They are busy
I feel no warmth
in their breath, no warmth
in their renowned pursuits
I don't meet anyone
because here everything is
already said and done
and in the other world
where you are not
I eat and sleep
Without you, I can't stand
it there, rather I wander
through the danger
of my memories
with the enticing risk
of losing my way
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