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A framed window

Almost lost in the sea of space

It’s all too crowded and at the very same time so

So alone

Lonelier than one could ever imagine

 as time passes by

The frame begins to lose its silent beauty

Paint flakes and wood rots

But the  glass stays

Stronger

Longer than one would think

Clearer than even the brightest summer day

For year and years

Day in day out

Strong and silent,

Cold to the touch, the glass shall stay

Till eventually even the glass shall stain

Those stains won’t go away

Becoming more and more frail over time

But staying

Always staying

In its own silence it shall eventually perish

Alone while surrounded by a mass

A mass of nothingness

which makes up

Everything