This.
Is this it?
Out the window,
Into the night,
Down the drain,
Through the shadows,
Into ever.
Across the sky,
Underneath the echoes,
Shrouded in the oceans,
Beneath the lover's disguise,
In the sacred pages of an ancient text,
Through an act of kindness,
Within an infected heart,
In lament,
In the throes of the purest passion,
With the passage of time eternal,
And the abandonment of youth,
From the final 'goodbye'
To the fist 'hello',
To the tired face in the broken mirror,
I ask:
Is this it?
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