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ming.

They sit in empty rooms,
waiting for dust swirling
in rotting sunlight
to settle on their bones,
frail, whispering long forgotten
aspirations. Coughing up shards
of broken dreams as
punctuation for each stale lie.

The walls have lost their prophecy,
left them stumbling, blindly,
for a hidden light-switch...

they trip, skin their knees,
and rise again:

content to sleep in darkness
until morning.

Author notes

"Ming" is Chinese for both "destiny" and "death."

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