empty space

Space to fill.
Shouting for attention.
A voice that is no longer listened to.
Invisible in all its boldness.
Meaningless call to action.
So much space to fill.
At night with no lights not even a whisper.
Dawn alone.
Streets bustling down below.
Voices everywhere. Come to me.
Look at me.
Consume me.
Let me take part.


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