I embrace
Not fully
not like I had thought of it
I listen I feel I cry it out
I want to drench
But its not enough
Its not smell
not taste
no feeling of touch
I reach close
Embracing
Close my eyes
Getting closer
Not enough senses
There's the struggle
More force piling on
Every moment
Fierce than the one before
They all move faster
Pray louder
they all know
I stare at them
There's no way
Than to move
In the grand show
For I have not to see it
Not to listen to it
Not smell or touch it
But to pray
And heal
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