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The Sound Of Silence
Yet I awaken to the neverending sound of silence enveloped in coal plutonium darkness.
I talk to silence just to hear a voice; the everyday experience of this is causing visions to softly creep into my brain like a worm burrowing a hole in the mud.
The seeds of the visions I see in my sleep plant dark thoughts towards my fellow humankind.
In my visions, I walk alone down narrow cobblestone roads with only the halo of the gas-lit street lamps for the company and casting a hazy shadow.
The fog makes it cold, and it feels damp in the air. Suddenly, my...
I talk to silence just to hear a voice; the everyday experience of this is causing visions to softly creep into my brain like a worm burrowing a hole in the mud.
The seeds of the visions I see in my sleep plant dark thoughts towards my fellow humankind.
In my visions, I walk alone down narrow cobblestone roads with only the halo of the gas-lit street lamps for the company and casting a hazy shadow.
The fog makes it cold, and it feels damp in the air. Suddenly, my...
