Hallow
swims or floats above the chaos
watches from above
as skies turn gray she doesn't fade
as bright as the day she came.
always there but never a part
in the right place still always lost
amid the stress... chaos.
and when she wished to escape it all , to float all on her own
her strength vanished
and never brought her back.
to the hollowness of life
never back to the emptiness of thoughts.
she no longer floated anymore but swam
secure with the thoughts of tomorrow,
never looked back
to the hollowness of the crowded earth beneath, among all the ...chaos.
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