Sriram Viswanathan

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A Little Over

A little over
The far fades
Can't catch the wind
Its over me

The rails are scarred
With the youth of mine
I fear its falling in
As I witness the lines

Too late, the call
Threading closer...
I am in a fall

Leaning on a ghost
With a naked breath
Beyond the fall of light
An illusion is all thats left

Color me beautiful
As I scatter
Into this void of reason
And the vague after