Breaking Sorrow

In the stillness, everything becomes itself:
It is almost gone before you notice.

It looks simple: even the roses on the papered walls
slowly forgets you exist.

Simple, though not easy
this waiting without hunger in the near dark

You’ve been living for this for weeks
without knowing it.

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