When every moment
Feels like an epiphany
When every breath of air feels extremely cold
As if it is hellbent to pierce your lungs
And reach your heart
To see if it cracks yet again
To see if the blood rushes
To heal it once more
Or give up and finally freeze
There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany
When you realize the abyss from before
Is struggling to get a new meaning
One where nothingness never ceases
But was there anything to begin with
For there can be nothing
Only when there ever was something
And everything feels like a myth once more
There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany
When communication is just an obligated model
Its roots rooted on the root of i2
For it is nothing
More than drab oblivion
If not sparked by you
For there never really was a language or literature
And a mere void had more elaborated meaning
There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany
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