Four Hundred and Ten.

I am supposed to see,

That we have much

That the world is more,

Than all the darkness

Can touch.

But when I look,

At what all has been

At who has scars,

And why we remain

I cannot pretend,

To be silent again.


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  1. Silence seems to omnipresent and this realization is, tragic.

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