no voice.
Atrophy of muscle,
mind and body decline.
Hands out to reach you;
but miss you.
You're falling.
In terminal decline.
Can't know by asking,
nor thinking, I'm looking for you.
No action without, but torment in knowing.
Thinking, no feeling.
Spiritual decline.
Spirit no god.
The space between I and Us, nexus of both.
Here's the decline.
But who will generate,
and catch when we miss.
What lets us feel, when thinking not enough.
Our speech, actions and more.
No replacement, no substitute
But where's the support.
A peoples decline.
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