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the pull

Sometimes it just arrives
   Like waves

Crashing and folding,     as if
Remembering itself,     through me

Before and again,
   Light keeps changing its mind

I sit in silence, and close my eyes

Some things never left,
Some thing else couldnt stay,
    A year passes every day.

I do not know what’s mine anymore

I drift and forget

Blueblack / Nightfall / Shiftsky

Again and again,    i walk
inside of it,    

A kind of pull

Untime / Fuguetrace / State
becoming state,     not place
    But weather.