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Sep 2017
there is never silence,
always something humming,
buzzing,
creating a melody for the world to sing,
and when someone is off beat,
the world adapts and belts out a new tune,
so there is never silence,
i wonder what silence really is,
i suppose I'll know when I die.
faith
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faith  18/F
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     ---, ---, ---, Weeping willow and lex
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