It is within the dregs
The grey mottle of shadow
Nothing stirs
The grey mottle of shadow
Nothing stirs
Breath suspends
Not in anticipation
But resignation
But resignation
It is here on clouded floor
Under undecisive grey light
Under undecisive grey light
It hangs above
Like an unanswered question
Unfulfilled quest
The promise lost
Unfulfilled quest
The promise lost
Five years
Written in salinity
in ink in time
Written in salinity
in ink in time
the candle
ne'er lit
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine
It is it is
over now.
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