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See time run through me

Like sun rays pierce the forest floor

Rays of fog, swirling slowly

All doors open, all windows are unhinged

Deluge of time, stealing my voice, my thoughts

My sense of feeling connected

What do we do when our creators take back what's theirs?

Did I ever possess myself?

Now there's nothing, numbing

Non-existence, a slap to the face

Heard around my inner world

I can't seem to leave my own absence

My own lack of significance