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Silence
Growing up I learned to relish it.
The purity silence came with.
Now I can't sit in it for too long.
Noise must consume the room or otherwise my thoughts will.
Thoughts turn to memories.
Memories turn into actions.
Growing up we are told 'children are to be seen, not heard.'
All grown up I've come to find most adults are better off seen and not heard.
Silence though now fills my room.
An Empty void of dim lighting and weary thinking.
All grown up and yet I still come to find, I'm better off not seen or heard.
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The purity silence came with.
Now I can't sit in it for too long.
Noise must consume the room or otherwise my thoughts will.
Thoughts turn to memories.
Memories turn into actions.
Growing up we are told 'children are to be seen, not heard.'
All grown up I've come to find most adults are better off seen and not heard.
Silence though now fills my room.
An Empty void of dim lighting and weary thinking.
All grown up and yet I still come to find, I'm better off not seen or heard.
© All Rights Reserved
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