when it feels more like October
before Autumn has begun
one slow step after another
shuddered breath before each thought ...
you took it all away
left an empty shell to wander ...
wonder ... why
my voice is now an echo
crumbled in lonely hallways
distorted from sleepless nights
breakfasts at 5 a.m.
in random cafes
just to feel alive
it is not easy to feel warmth from the sun
when sunrise illuminates shadow
sunrise does not bring happiness to all
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