I am all that remains. I am all. Just remains.

That's all that is, was, and will be
The unknown, the unfound, the unclaimed
The extra
The remains
The space
Unheard and Unloved and Unwanted

Sail away, find a way
To bring to night into day
To hear the unspoken
To feel the untouched
To reclaim the broken
To love as such
As one can the unspoken, untouched, and broken

Screams that are never heard
Glances that are never caught
Love that is never known
And dreams that are never thought

Beneath sorrow and tombs, beneath barricades and gloom
Lies space that has never been desired
In scilence it waits to be sought, to be found, to be known, to be claimed, to be heard, to be wanted,
To be admired

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