preface: notions g-h.

notion g.

we were once
from an island
empty, alone.
across the skies,
your name is a
memory that lies.

we were once
a divine,
feeling of coming

we were designed to
offset from the jumpstart
from which truth
belonging to chaos,
we turn ourselves
in, forgotten-
seeking redemption
to be forgiven
by the unseen
not spoken.


notion h.

cultivating silence
and the culture of isolation,
fragments of detachment-
fearful of involvement.


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