My Soulitude

When someone departs…


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The ground beneath the feet shakes every time someone departs, and yet here I stand stagnant, scratching the surface. Refusing to go deep into my heart and look inside. Beyond this body and illusion. We all have to go down that path, still, shamelessly, I sit still for a moment and then fiddle. Shrugging aside the greater truth and limited time at hand.

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