## P04 Emptiness

This year feels empty.  
One parent is missing,  
with all the moments blurry  
and memories dreaming.  

A pet is at the vet. 
No more meowing, or crying.  
On the ground, an empty plate,  
and no purrs earing.  

The pictures are speaking,  
voices missing in mess.  
The heart is waiting  
to fill with love the emptiness.  

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