//STATUS N° I//nothingness (hopefully)

//can’t watch my step, there’s nothing in particular left, the only reference i have is silence//any thought offers a route, no I’m afraid to lose my directions to chose in the silence//don’t hold me, i’m drifting, come with me, we’re shifting, just please be okay with the free fall//don’t wanna leave, don’t wanna stay, reality blown away, the only true message i gain is silence//something’s happening to me and my tense boundaries, keep on holding deeply to my silence//don’t hold me i’m drifting, believe me, we’re shifting, just please be okay with the free fall//

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