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What is this world without humanity
Without love
Yet the world feels like a void for those who
Sit in the corners, afraid of a meteor that might come their way
deep hole carved inside their hearts
Where the world stops revolving
Still as a rock.
The world with no creatures
Their own shadow wandering around them
Shielding them from the fire that may never start
The bees buzz louder
It grows rowdy
The body splits into two,
Each half grappling with the other
The mind, wanderer, lost
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