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by Annie
Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2204370
This Grey Area

has eroded my mind.
I have been here for centuries.
Counting my shadow
as opposite.
Waiting for movement
for organic cessation.

This is a lonely place
defined by my own polarity.
Yet, somehow, my vision is restricted
to the striation in the middle
where I imagine mountains
rivers of people
coalescent and cleaving

but, unlike me
they never move.
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