Unplugged from the digital scream,
The sounds of life serene.
The silence of fire
Burning thoughts on the pyre.
Whispers of the snow
shielding what soon here will grow.
The talking of leaves,
Display the colors recieved.
Unplugged from the digital scream,
the sound of life around me.
Nov 29, 2025
Nov 29, 2025 at 7:26 PM UTC
Unplugged from the digital scream,
The sounds of life serene.
The silence of fire
Burning thoughts on the pyre.
Whispers of the snow
shielding what soon here will grow.
The talking of leaves,
Display the colors recieved.
Unplugged from the digital scream,
the sound of life around me.
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