Off-road
when I look inside myself
and the shadows that invade me
I can only hope to hear
distant chants from somewhere near me
~o~
is that your voice?
is that you calling?
is that your light,
that vanished all dark things within me?
~o~
and the echoes of my sight
are like dark and fuzzy green spots
in my solitude inside
that is growing like a soundwave
~o~
is that your voice?
are you still calling?
is that your light,
that wants to show me a better place?
~o~
is that your word?
the one they're following?
are they aware
of the purgatory that this is?
~o~
is that your voice
the one they're following
are they aware
of the purgatory that this is?
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