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The Emptiness

I am hidden
like the darkest secret
waiting as silence
hiding my gaze
not to disturb 
the dreamers of life
not to upset
the ways of divine.

I am so alone
that nothing can touch me
but whatever I touch
it becomes me.
We are not oneness
being together
there is just absence
and no one to be.

I have a friend
whose name is void
and sometimes I visit him
to forget of myself.
Although I’m empty
without any ground
the embrace of my friend
goes deeper than I.

Be careful, life dreamer,
if you want me to see
one little gaze
and you’ll be like me.

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