Captured. Contained.
A world of nothingness swims around,
imprisoned, away from the rest of civilization.
A new story, an old beginning.
No one to hear the soft wind of the future
overcome the drift
of gentle shadows dropping onto gray bars
of cold and steel.
No one to bask in the delicious sunlight
or quench the thirst on tiny droplets of graceful
descending waves or watch life
grow on slender branches.
A place so far, so out of touch,
that is it only space,
empty space, unloved,
forgotten, and caught
in limbo.
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