Oblivion
Sometimes I can see
The things that make you be
Sometimes I can know
The truth in what is shown
Sometimes I can hear
Your voice is in my ear
Sometimes I can say
Today will be the day
Sometimes I can feel
Who's fake and who is real
Right now I can't see
The things that make you be
Right now I don't know
The truth in what is shown
Right now I can't hear
Your voice right in my ear
Right now I can't say
Today will be the day
Right now I can't feel
Who's fake and who is real
Isn't it liberating to feel your own oblivion?
Isn't it compromising to be one in a billion?
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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