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Where have you been?

I see you hiding 

right underneath the table 

how did you get in?

have you endured the same night mares that this wall is made of? 

as much as a stranger that you appear to be 

we both are not foolish 

 

To the angst that fills my cup

the time spent alone is no more 

Where have you been? 

Was it cold or so scorched that no living breathing organism could withstand? 

You\'ve tortured yourself- with each page, there is less and less words 

nothingness has become you 

An excellent disappearing act 

but - 

you\'ve now appeared

you are no longer hiding in the outskirts 

dream combine us 

you\'ve always had access, hide as long as you need 

the table is yours - I will fill each drawer with immeasurable understanding

your glory is suffocating

please release them, they just want to hug you as I do