HARM FROM MISTAKES

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Going insane

From the quiet isolation

No noise

Don't make a sound

Or else I am dead

Sitting on the corner

From one of the walls

Waiting patiently

Alone and silent

It's killing me

It was too quiet

That made my mind

Craves for a noise

To make a sound

To cut the silence

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