nihil reliquum

Flickering lights in hollow screen, Echoing voices, a drone in between. Memories fade like whispering dust, Drifting through time, in naught can we trust.

Scroll to the void, the hours decay, Shadows stretch long, then vanish away. Echoes of meaning dissolve in the haze, Lost in the hum of the endless malaise.

Fragments shattered, the reaper to pay, Empty reels spin, as if one broken day. Mind turned translucent, unraveling, thin, A lifetime reduced, as it were to begin.

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