The bare walls,
Empty Shelves,
Barren floors,
And tidy desks.
All things moved,
Removed from home,
To boxes
And suitcases.
This room,
A ghost now,
There, but not,
Nothing within.
A clock,
Tick. Tock.
Dies out.
No use.
Stagnant air,
Still memories,
Dust collecting,
Dust consuming.
The unbecoming,
Undoing,
Unraveling,
Emptiness of goodbye.
-Zero
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