there's always a shadow that stalks in our wake
looming over every choice we make
we neglect the bones that break beneath our feet
judgment is lost with the dying of the light
pull off the veneer of this life
and let nothingness flow unbridled
shadows of contingency dance all around
our words become vapor and disappear
we turn to spectres in the cold morning sun
and rise again to commit the same wrong
returning to nothing at all
in the sand we found life
consumed by our own regrets
we will face the end
and in silence there are answers
struggling to scale these walls
tied down by the lightest of weights
and returning to nothing at all

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