The Void

Always romanced, but never loved. They dream to touch the unfeeling.

My soul glides among the space, limited, bound

Familiar, ready, visible

I'm reading books in a library, careful to study their covers

I recognize their faces, I predict their sounds

My knowledge is based on these grounds

I dream of feeling

I romance interest

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