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My world has
turned from

dark to grey.

Fog
without
substance.

Happyness and
joy

sucked into
the void.

How to live
how to feel,

is all
beyond me.

I am nothing
A ghost.

Dust blowing
in the wind.

Who is that i
see in the mirror?
No one.

I'm not there.

I don't get sick.
I cannot die

but

the emptyness
is killing me.

Goodbye