Inner Voice

Among the nothingness I stand

Not a woman, not a man

Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand

Energy, yellow and red

Sparks flying out of my head

A strange creature I become

I search for reasons to scream, I find none

Uninspired by this universe

The inner voice quiets some

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strangerpaths

Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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