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The Greatest Loss

Daydreaming of dead ends. Questioning the passing of time.
Feeling the burden of atmosphere roaring on my head.
This path leads to nowhere, and I grew tired and cold.
We can’t bear the horror. We turn and look away.
The temple has collapsed.
Since a long time now.
The earth is naked.
Dry. Venomous. Torn.
We strive to find the day, to let that moment come to life.
Who could ever justify the price of conscience?
From a view of vast skies to the rusty walls of existence.
When the sun becomes evil. We turn and look away.
You don’t seem to handle the greatest loss.
Just like us. Just like everyone.
I will rest for a while inside the locked room.
Quietly.