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Head pressed on a broken bible on a dim lit table top My fingers bleed and my mind twitches I remember his gaze I recall the haunting call Documents litter my space Names I remember from moments I’ve never had Places I can draw perfectly Places no mortal has ever laid eyes on I trace my masters works I read every note he has ever taken Carved names on my flesh I had to keep them close Writing, always writing I look around I’ve lost my place I’ve lost the feeling I had before I lost my attachments to humanity To the stragglers of lost being They know not that they are mistakes A minor hiccup in time and space I look at them