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scrambled.
thoughts of blanket nothing
storm of hollowness
blurring feelings mutter
idle at it’s best
speaking out in clutter
forming blank and bare
float upon the pillow
silent waving hair
sound of fan muffled
passing thoughts unknown
hover in the air
in suffocated tone
can it be determined?
whatever is this thing?
not without the sound
of what has been missing.
