I’m peering through the keyhole of my future
This mansion has monsters
I’m writing pages in my head
Building libraries but not a word is being written
Each passing thought I view from a telescope
The sky has gone cloudy
Why did I keep myself tethered
To something I left long ago in a different time zone
The desert sand holds my single set of fresh footprints
Another oasis turns to a mirage
This moment stands still as years go by
Months disintegrate to days and days to mere minutes
This is distance

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