What is this vacuum that seems to envelop me.
There is something waiting to break free.
The pain swells up and searches for a vent.
It is deep within and will burst my insides out
Sense of loss, meaningless and futile buried in the sands of time.
Entangled in the mental webbing of memories, within a frame.
Laughter and mirth is not a distant dream, it is near.
Waves of happiness beckon me to the future.
Satisfied, defeated and out smarted - the world puffs and spurts.
Make way, make way… The emperor of deception has landed.
Well-chiseled and well- crafted.
Intruding into the well being of the world.
Words lose their sound, meaning - their linguistic identity.
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