I brist på annat

(Bettinas bild)

There was a time I thought it could be us
I thought that if I believed in it enough
we could be
Those days are now over
No more, no more
But still
I can't explain what it is
It feels like my organs have frozen
My feet no longer feel the ground
I dream about the long forgotten happy faces
Shadows
Shadows of dust
The dust from the sun's beams
 The left overs
The things which are mostly alone
A left over
Who am I?

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