never was I here
never shall be
longing for a breath
a voice, a call, a turn
of head to stop and see
never was a stone
to stay and state
here was I
to verify, here I be
least what's left of me
they've all closed
their eyes and drifted
off into mirky skies
and do not see me here
for no one lingers still
to say they knew me
to remember my steps
in my path in my way
no one left to say
I was here
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