Silence Is Still
I wish to not be among a population-
Whose everlasting wishes never come to completion.
It is like I don’t want to be friendly with my old, silent self.
That used to capture hopes to hoard on a shelf.
I will write a letter to all the unwanted.
Who picture a future of being haunted.
And instead I will face the wrath-
That exists nowhere except for our shared path.
All I must do is thank the horizon for its reappearance-
That I shall shield myself from no longer- my future is a dance!
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