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Alone

(Music: Nocturne in Paris - Tony Anderson)

Waiting for mirrors to reflect

in absence of light

I feel so devoid of anything human

how come time just moves on

not waiting for moments to moment along

shall I be sorry for being there for you

while time just moves on

moment by moment

alone

while people just live on

moment by moment

along

waiting for darkness to shine

I draw another line

across

that sheet I thought we wrote on together

word by word

among silence shared

word by word

along verses free to fall

onto that nothingness created

lined up to expectations not believed

in any recreation of what you call time being

just another certainty of life

a solitude embodied to continue

to a start you always looked at

one where present

is your c minor played out c sharp

echoed beyond the real

sensed to the depths of its frailty

forgetting you along rests paused for too long

echoed beyond a rhythm

sensed to the depths of its transience

note by note

alone

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