Without a Trace

Leaving, turning my back.
One moment in the thick of it.
The next, empty space.
Blurred time.

A gentle breeze of passing.
Gone.
Without a trace.

A time for change,
A time to go.
Off I disappear. Without a trace.

The moments, the people,
Turning heads.
Empty space.
Left with wonder.
Left with doubt.
Clueless to cause.
Nothing of the knowledge.

Disappeared.
Without a trace.

The emptiness left behind.
Much change?
Figure once present,
Now forgotten.
To memory, to time.
An hollow space.
An empty reminder.
Of a place I once stood.
Now.

Without a trace.


I’m okay, quite good actually. Just thinking. Lots change so fast. Some things stay the same.

Just thinking and I get random thoughts that spur writing.

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