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Anemoia
Anemoia is my friend,
In this year without an end
It allows me an escape,
And with it,
It brings sorrow,
Unsuspecting,
Deep and hollow
For that of an indeterminate date,
Because never will I live that fate,
No matter how I hate the present,
Or the future, present-past
Because, Well,
For that it's just too late
*Anemoia: an intense feeling of nostalgia or longing for a time or place you've never lived*
© The Aeth Aero
In this year without an end
It allows me an escape,
And with it,
It brings sorrow,
Unsuspecting,
Deep and hollow
For that of an indeterminate date,
Because never will I live that fate,
No matter how I hate the present,
Or the future, present-past
Because, Well,
For that it's just too late
*Anemoia: an intense feeling of nostalgia or longing for a time or place you've never lived*
© The Aeth Aero
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