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I am Gone
I am gone, now that you have left.
No more does the soul's building blocks
have its architect.
All designs left unfinished, all futures
uncertain.
The demolition crew has plenty of work today.
No longer laid off as their pockets soon
bulge with my grief.
I have gotten what I deserved.
Paid my penance in the lonely light.
While I overflow ashtrays and paint my lungs
black.
