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Feb 3
The sound of the universe consummating
the chamber of my mind, a riot loud,
Thoughts collide, a violence of
Whispers, shouts, a perpetual crowd,
surely not withering.
A symphony of disorder,
Silence sought, but never found.
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Voahirana  F
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