concentrated
on inaccurate horizon
behind the soul
hidden
behind the memories
i am
or what's left of me
going back
back to read the lines
7
seven lines
that start this poem
it seems as if i'm sad
and i am
concentrated
on inaccurate horizon
behind the soul
hidden
behind the memories
i am
or what's left of me
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