The vast expanses spread him thin -
His longing soul contracts within;
This glacier blooded apprehension
Numbs his heart incessantly…
The memories in mountains echo;
Crying heart – a soundless din -
The empty chambers closing in
As breath becomes a sin…
Is this how he will be discarded -
Hanging from forgotten threads?
Or is he just a victim of
His own lovelorn withdrawal…
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Very good questions.