I ran into a pointer the other day.
Masked and shrouded, he had naught to say.
He merely pointed off into the dark.
I looked, afraid, what I saw was stark.
I saw nothing. Nowhere. Not even nil.
I ended him, deleted him but still
I will not go back there
Until the memory has too
Masked and shrouded, he had naught to say.
He merely pointed off into the dark.
I looked, afraid, what I saw was stark.
I saw nothing. Nowhere. Not even nil.
I ended him, deleted him but still
I will not go back there
Until the memory has too
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