Absentgone foreverNo north star wishesmean You’ll ever be nearIn the billions of yearsof this universal spinning gear.But you’re absence is so muchDeeper than it all.
Dead to space,
Scratched off roll call.
Deader than air. Where your heartThat cared so muchDisappeared from there.
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