'til never return to nohow
I will stay glued to the spot
as though nothing changes
as though the wind just don't exist
as sound whispers so low, so slow
almost inaudible, almost incomplete
I may bend so low, so out-of-self
and I may break ever so slightly
but my feet won't move
not a shiver, not a shimmer
not even an inconceivable shake
I'll sooner break myself than flee
sooner crush the world than you
I may cry and I may scream
as forever became just another gasp
it's almost gone dire
and 'til I wake I'll bleed

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