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Lost


We stare blankly at white screens,
let the sickly pale glow wash over our skin,
let it transform us.

We sit side by side, lost in our own worlds,
no words worth saying that haven't been said.

The life drains from our eyes in inky black tears,
evaporates beneath the artificial sun above our heads
and turns into thick gray smoke that smothers us.

We sit side by side, trapped by this infirmity of our minds.
No breath, no movement, the living undead.

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