These questions come and go
With no obligations to search

Needle answers in haystack’s
Dried straw of collapsed walls

Filled with a  life’s emptiness,
The autumn sky’s gold debris.

We have reached our answers
But have forgot the questions.

We now paint an orange disc
But cannot paint back stacks.

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