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Sculpting Absence
My brothers existence fell into
broken fragments when they buried
him.
His worlds was always fragments.
Whisper.
Silence.
Frozen gaze.
Winter’s touch carried the gap
admist horizons.
Memories encircle memories
in the horizon.
I look at you. Where are
our footprints? Breathing
outward. Your lios inward
Here. There.
The darkness sculpts the sky’s
essence. Snow falls...
Wednesday 6th September 2023 7:38 am
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