.Staring into my own Face
No middle ground,
I see it - each time they drown,
in this ghostly memory:
I'm staring into my own eyes, across from me
Two sets of eyes I recognise all too well,
as they mourn the loss of the Fulcrum.
soft-wings, mourning,
silent, silver .
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