Looking at nothing - the vacuum between
The clouds of reality that can't be seen
Old empty spaces our minds occupy
Sharing the pieces while time marches by
Waves of the conscious arranged for a moment
Then moving on into the current that's flowing
The distance of fact and the distance of fiction
The distance from nothing to nowhere
Make me laugh
With the world on your shoulders
You care too much
When none of it matters
All that is me is arrangement of matter
When I cease to be there's no atoms to scatter
My occupancy - waves in the ocean
Accepting the empty, embracing...
I leave no mark, no trace of a being
Not even a hint of the colours you're seeing
A translucent grey like ash in the wind
A ripple in nothing and nowhere
Everything
You are trying to drown in
By the time you think
You're not even there
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