Arms reach out into a empty room.
I call out yet only hear my own heart beat.
Once heard chatters of many voices.
However, all there is a scent of decay.
When did the door shut?
What went wrong for this room to be empty?
I know my own heart,
I held who resided here with high reverence.
Yet the room is empty.
I scramble to open the door, but what can a blind man do?
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