without
Separate from all of you
I've fallen out of the world again.
Your sharp word and unseeing look have
cut the cord which holds me to this time and place and
outside of that safe womb I am
a tired soul that
has watched centuries pass by
and kept nothing.
I've fallen out of the world again.
Your sharp word and unseeing look have
cut the cord which holds me to this time and place and
outside of that safe womb I am
a tired soul that
has watched centuries pass by
and kept nothing.
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