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As i sit idly i continue to stare at
The white walls surrounding me,
As if some soul inside them is trying to talk to me.

Make me feel less alone than i am,
As the wind makes swift noises in my ears,
I close my lids to think of a world without any noise.

The birds chirping outside make me feel like paradise,
This is a glorious picture ever painted by the humans,
Is it a curse or a bliss?

No one has the answer to the unsure future,
We just wait for the story to unfold slowly,
Sitting idly my mind wanders to the noises of the empty stomachs on the streets and
The heavy breathing of the masked humans on work.

May this be taken as a lesson or punishment, by the power that the one above all of us holds, doubting it would only lead to more misery just trust in each other would make us feel at peace.

*dp*

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