What we cannot hear we can’t exclude
The melody of unthought thoughts….
Of silences played forte
Echoing in the empty spaces of our minds

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Existence has no structure
It is a formless void
A hole in space

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The emptiness I sense and feel
Is solid to the touch
But the people that I see
Are abstract and unreal

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If they only exist within my mind
In my imagination
If reality is just a dream…..
Then why do I feel so much

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I am alone,
I am separate
Time and space are illusions
That have colour and texture
But no form.
Like a wind in a vacuum.

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Loneliness is
becoming invisible
When one is transparent
Enclosed,
Surrounded,
Enmeshed within
the confines of existence
yet unnoticed,
unobserved,
unseen.
Floating within an environment
that one cannot touch
a virtual reality

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The component of memory
That cannot be forgot…
…is regret

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