Nowhere

The dusty roads,

Where the whirlwind travels,

And not a single soul resides.

With not a sound but the voice of solitude,

The emptiness engulfs my sight.

All that is heard is the whooshing of the wind,

As loneliness stretches far and wide.

I gaze into the horizon, but see naught,

Only wastelands of endless time.

I spin in circles, seeking an enemy or friend,

But find none, only desolation prevails.

Time's hands cling to me,

Yet no physical connection remains.

I stagger, I fall, I rise with hope,

But what awaits is not hope, but despair.

Once more, I stagger, I fall, but I never rise again,

Accepting the inescapable grip of this devilish wasteland.

No one knows my whereabouts,

For I am lost in the abyss,

Nowhere to be found.

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