If there is a space

If there is a space

A left over atmosphere

Unused mass

A loud cry of empty

A vacant room, or you find

A huge pile of nothing…

I give you all the permission to overtake. Break the limits of my imagination and create something special. Please.

I’ve held for so long to whatever it was not that my energy has waned. No profits are being made and the shareholders have taken their funds away.

There is no point anymore, in fact, there never was one.

So although I first gave up as a reluctant coward, I’ve continued into someone who desperately realises

That you are the principal I should have accepted all along.

God please, take over.

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