I see you at the back of a room.
standing there alone,
your arms folded across
your chest.
you are unreachable. nothing
has changed.
the sadness of you is on your
face.
where there was light, there is
none.
the shadow has become your home.
your voice
is lost in the wilderness
of trees.
at last I have realized that you
have no heart.
no soul.
there was never any future
between us.
no present.
your existence was imaginary.
I can only look at you so long,
before turning away.
I am free.
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