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I hear a song softly whisper

Into the wind out of the blue

Hear notes hanging on the ether

But the voices cannot come through

Left to guess in the hereafter

On what I believe to be true

I fear I couldn't tell ever

There are much better things to do

 

I saw in beautiful colors

Much of what remains to be seen

In the body my soul weathers

Fragments fall back into the screen

In a boring land of wonders

Into the gears of the machine

I walked in looking for answers

Got none and lost grip on my spleen

 

Sometimes I wait and hear nothing

Feels like the thunder's gone away

Like reality was bluffing

Keeping the nosy minds at bay

My muse just took me for a fling

No matter what I have to say

Most things are worth remembering

Time without life is but decay

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Written by
CognitiveConflict
31 / France
Published
Feb 24, 2021
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Finally ! Optimism !

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