So here I am
In the unknown dome
In a crowded house
How, this, alone
And if, could walk
Where’s there to roam
I’m left again
To long postpone
What I believed, once,
Soon mine, to own
Now breathing’s tough
In the unknown dome
Deleting numbers
From the phone
Outside the grass
Is overgrown
From the pedestal, dropped
Neglectfully dethroned
Silly little lightening bug
Her glow barely shone
Tapping her fingers
From captivity of
The unknown dome
The Unknown Dome
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