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I'm directly non-proportional
to where I thought I would be today….

...which is more beautiful
than most can comprehend.

Silence quells the demons
within my mind.

Yet, silence is more to me
than most can comprehend…

….the night sounds prevail.
A reality beyond what most know...

Yet, tomorrow's silence
is more deafening

than this night's solitude….
Shhh….

Silence and whispers
are deafening to a chaotic mind…

and yet we scream and yell,
only to discover

the madness of triviality….
seek no more….


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Read nothing more into this than a frustrated poet spewing lines of verse...