It’s like fading into a larger picture
Wherein you lose all delicate features
And wonder where the light has gone.
You find it, hiding, in the pockets of space
That are left in your absence.
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It’s like fading into a larger picture
Wherein you lose all delicate features
And wonder where the light has gone.
[And] You find it, hiding, in the pockets of space
That are left in your absence.