Spaced out
Everyday i notice you slipping away,
like a language dying a slow death…
without a word or two.
Everyday you shine brighter than before,
i don’t see or understand how…
that ember enlightens a spark.
Everyday we shrink a bit more,
not only in lifespan but also in sight…
warm within our cold darkness.
Everyday they ask tireless questions,
when answers are way too …
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