Void
On the wall
there is a sign, a token,
of something good
to come.
Hunger, fever, fatigue
and anxiety get detached
when the sense of the form
painted centuries ago,
enters the soul
and fills the void.
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Void
On the wall
there is a sign, a token,
of something good
to come.
Hunger, fever, fatigue
and anxiety get detached
when the sense of the form
painted centuries ago,
enters the soul
and fills the void.