Gathering
thoughts
Tumbled
on lifeless shoulders
Legs
crossed
Arms
folded
The
outside is distant
The
inside isolated and empty
Tree
bow down
Scratching
the dusty ground
Clouds
form a curtain
Sun
pushes its way through
Silence
surrounds
Sculpted
arches
Reinforced
chains
Echo
from the past
Passage
ways
Of
the forgotten
Scream
out
In
silent hallways
Heavy
feet
Drowning
out
The
past, the lost, the forgotten
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