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Refugee

January 16, 2021
By Anonymous

Silence has become a type of therapy,

filling up the awkward presence,

a much needed melody,

Thoughts are deactivated,

A clean slate of mind,

Earns me long awaited peace,

Simple and concentrated,

Effortless tasks,

Are my forte.

 

Layers of complications emotions,

are thus suppressed,

I've become stronger,

No longer a visible mess,

Under the protective shade,

The sun's shining rays,

can't reach me,

I choose to seek refugee.



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