
I am disappearing
In my room
Gray light is coming
From the window
My lungs are still breathing
Sky
My heart is still beating
Red and green
Broken as I am
I still remember earth.
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I am disappearing
In my room
Gray light is coming
From the window
My lungs are still breathing
Sky
My heart is still beating
Red and green
Broken as I am
I still remember earth.
I would call this “Appearing.” The colors are so lively and enlivening. And the objects are full of movement and interest.
Yes, something always shows up. All these shapes in this case. Only the “I” disappears.
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