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Empty hands and unanswered questions, with a faltering
assumption falling through the lines. The strength
pours out filling in the jagged crevices and
attempting to soothe the demand necessary to pursue
lost identities and false pretensions.

Forever searching but winding up pivoting around
nothing. Idle motion turns relentless. Loathsome
boundaries expand to fill the unmasked void.

No remorse, no comprehension, sympathies lost and
unreturning...I travel on this line, abrasive and
true...I stray off of this simplistic path in search
for some sort of truth and strength. A push, a
shove...turbulence passing through providing
uncomfort. I remain here where I begin, to wait and
endure.