They wonder the desolate landscape
Finding nothing
A vast empty space
No place to sustain life
Empty echoes around a cracked sphere
Ready to shed another month of hope.
A cough rings out as they journey on
What is it they are looking for?
They don’t know.
Anything to explain the dankness
The reason for such a lonely place
No love grows here
The sheer bareness of it
Reeks of a rebellion
The entire purpose
Unfulfilled
Undeserving of it
Unwavering in its determination
To be unwelcome
To any that could call it home
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