Void.
The void is there
staring at me.
Even when I don't look
in its direction,
I can still feel
its eyes pressing me,
beckoning for me to
turn its way.
But I won't turn.
I won't give in
to that emptiness.
I won't give it
any power over me.
It has no voice
yet I can hear it
calling to me.
I won't answer it.
It must learn to
exist in solitude.
That is the choice it has made.
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