taking a peek
through history
a concertina file of memories
real and imagined
immersed
under a patina of neglect
lacklustre motivations
drowned in a sea of obliviousness
a prolonged and careful study of nothing
lost in the darkness
in a pool of obsidian
reaching into that nothingness
seeing only the shadows
feeling the residue
of existence
mutating
in the non comprehension
transcending
the residue
of the visceral
leaving the anxiety and fear
the focus
the extrapolation of nothingness
brings it's own rewards
a vestibule
of collective memory
passes the bounds of understanding
reticent in the methodology
acceptance in the results
a coming of age
an about face
an extension
a literalness
an awareness of the all
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