Separated by lightyears of silence
And nightyears of stone
You speak a language all unknown
In the mirror of an hourglass naked you stand
Your scars are hidden and safe in her hand
The mirror’s cracked along the angles of your face
Where do you belong in it’s tangled embrace
What blink of an eye, whose tear, whose stare
What fork on which road is taking you where
Where can you hide so your shadow won’t find you
Everything you am fleeing is right here inside you. Nausher

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