Blackened

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An average city scene

The world moving

People walking

People living

Everything you know

Everything that is

Order.

Everyone keeps walking

I stop.

I stand.

Alone in the motionless blur of gray

Blackened in a crowd of colorless faceless existence

I stand out, muffled and hidden

Everyone sees me, but nobody cares

People keep walking

People keep living

Who am I?

Life is simple.

Everyone's moving

Everyone's breathing

Only gray exists

Detailless

Everyone keeps living.

I'm Blackened

(June 19, 2014)

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