What is precious
to one who values nothing?
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This is not a willful detachment,
nor an enlightened state.
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More a vacuum
in the living,
in living space.
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Where did this traveler come from?
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Strange, airless nether regions
where oxygen kills,
or at minimum irrevocably maims?
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To walk about as such, among others,
others will speculate, as others do.
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“How can one be so cold?”, they wonder.
“Must have gotten messed up young.”, they say.
“Poor thing will die alone, in misery.”, they opine.
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The traveler walks on.
