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Jul 2015
The presence of a certain mood
an undercurrent smouldering
gestures quietly observed
concentration hindering

Overtly calmly melancholic
a truth has been concealed
feelings are in turmoil
but nothing is revealed

Intense the sense of grief
held deeply in her soul
passively she sleeps
her heart no longer whole

No tears will ever fall
they are proudly held inside
she never makes a call
and in no one she confides

Distance long and wide
connection unsustainable
inward closing mechanism
defines the unexplainable

The smouldering undercurrent
of the present mood
quietly gestures inward
turning to a brood
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