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Woven Hands (Callisto)

awoke from the slumber the lapse of time I have got nothing to show for it entertained but not enlightened recalling today for a trace of tomorrow being one without a lifespan new thoughts must follow the daylight draws to me and the surroundings are not what they used to be lights fill up space in a solitary place walls consumed all the knowledge harvested along the way watching the others this stagnant state gall the hardened heart a pace towards an early grey is there life before death? planted firmly with an abundance of time and no sun if there is life before death, I live it through you