emptiness II.the blue hue in the sky
looking over us
the universe observing
each step we take
and each choice we make
it gives me a sense
of significance;
yet it makes me feel
oddly
empty.
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Poetryfuck standards, fuck expectations; anything is poetry. everything is poetry.
emptiness II.
emptiness II.the blue hue in the sky
looking over us
the universe observing
each step we take
and each choice we make
it gives me a sense
of significance;
yet it makes me feel
oddly
empty.