Negative Space
Humming a tune,
the song is never sung.
Strumming the chords,
a melody is lost.
Counting minutes,
hours turn to days.
Seeking direction,
a course is all but set.
Negative Space
Humming a tune,
the song is never sung.
Strumming the chords,
a melody is lost.
Counting minutes,
hours turn to days.
Seeking direction,
a course is all but set.
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