‘Tell me with whom you walk,
and I will tell you who you are.’
I walk in a field of rose
in which I am the only Daffodil
I walk amongst the darkness of the light
and hide behind the darkness of his soul
I am but a tiny void in his abyss
So you see,
I don’t wish for you to tell me who I am
because I already know what I am
and within him
I am but a sound.
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