No Place to Be

The lonely place, the place without thought.
The closest place to death, no reality.
Without light or ego.
Alone without being, no bliss, near death, understanding nothing, white or black. No colors to paint or see, no depth or void.
No awareness or imagination.
No being to comfort or hate.
The lonely place.
No words to even comfort our awareness.
Blank not even black.
No place to be.

No Place to Be.
Love guides the forlorn

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