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Category : Poems

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Silence, my old friend 

Are you the punishment for too much noise?

Is free will the burden of having too much choice?

Does this darkness exalt the poorest of all light?

Am I dreaming or is this life simply a white lie? 

There are so many questions I’d like to ask

But time is fleeting beyond the speed of light. 

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  • Aug 07, 2019

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