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5h
Speaking with serenity
A frequency that my ears
Can never register
Am I deaf? Am I blind?
Deep inside, I think I'm fine
But I never was at all
I can hear your voice
It never calls to me
A world hungry for the lonely
Makes me distrust my ears and eyes
If everything can be refreshed
Then serenity dies once in a while
Reborn to suit a distorted purpose
In due time
Written by
Chandy  23/M/U.S
(23/M/U.S)   
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