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There is so much loneliness,
In the crowd,
Absolute silence,
Making my voice aloud.I spoke a few words,
Rest my silence revealed,
There are wounds,
That can never get healed.I still whisper my pain,
Hiding my tears,
With the idea to prove myself,
I chose to conquer my fears.
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In the mean time [ A Poetry Collection ] #wattys2019
PoetryThe book contains the type of literature that conveys a thought, describes a scene or tells a story in a concentrated, lyrical arrangement of words to communicate with your inner world.