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cloak of the non-visible
I have watched countless farewells dissolve into mist.
Ships press against the dock, restless.
Horns slice the hush— a signal,
a warning, a whisper of vanishing.
Anchors surrender to the deep,
while those aboard slip into absence.
Weight lingers in the hollowed chest,
but presence is a trick of perception.
Some silences blur the edges of existence,
an unseen tether, stretching across the water.
A heart, fractured and unseen— it drifts,
searching, waiting. And now, unseen again, I leave.
