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noise




It's silent, it's complete and it's whole.
It's pervading, the insides are shattering

You grow accustomed to one and the other one envelopes.

Clutter, insanity.

Relief isn't got from silence, but relief can't be sought from noise!!

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Anonymous said…
looks like you got caught in a traffic jam.
February 12, 2010 at 12:38 AM
ku2 said…
nice stuff, beb!
January 12, 2011 at 6:56 AM
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