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The Space Between

I remained...

caught between two

ideas you could never

choose from.

You paused

any thought of me

to pursue another.

The twisted trials of time

were my only friend

as I patiently waited

for you to touch light

upon me.

Yet I stayed in the inky

black abyss—

Insignificant to your purpose

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