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Cipher_O posted an update
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Everlasting World Without End
My grandma has passed. I passed her ashes – Into wind
What is the meaning
of
love
when our hearts turn and rot leaving a spot
or hole
for
everything but
our
soul
Her family abandoned
her
she was scattered
to
the wind. From dimension to dimension
the past – losing a grasp
upon
the present. A growing presence
of
emptiness. Become
a
wisdom
seldom seen in this machine
we
human beings
changing
the being of what we are seeing
fighting
the
onerous loneliness
inside
the
endings within the endlessness. Upon the wind
Everlasting
world
without end
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