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You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?

These neutral-colored walls illuminated by harsh

       halogen flames, dancing in their bulbous

       housing---how did we get here?

       ...and why does it feel so familiar?

We are a face among so many others,

       yet--and this has always been our AFFLICTION--

       we find ourselves alone, cold and isolated,

       longing for connection but lacking the slightest

       clue on how to proceed and achieve such.

I feel so invisible,

               so unknown;

       what a terrible fate, indeed,

       to be in a place of respite and healing,

       yet feeling even more hidden than before.

May the grounds of my forefathers take me,

       for this earthly realm holds only pain,

       a labyrith from which I find no escape.

       And so I'll wander this maze,

               day in and day out,

       searching for what I shall never have.

I'll see you on the Otherside, but do tell:

       ...is the grass truly greener?