Still, still.

Strange.

This is, pretty big.

One year is,
Pretty long.
One year of silence.

No more?

I feel everything
And nothing.
(Maybe nothing will happen.)

Just calm.

As if,
I’m allowed.
I’ve allowed myself.

To be, still.

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