Silence...
Not even the tick of the clock
Rips the fragile fabric
Because it is placed under the threshold
Of that collapsing wall of sonic immobility
However it doesnt surround me
And distorts and molds into my ambience
Yet does not infiltrate my nature
Even the chaos of the city is surpressed
And all of a sudden the world is crumbled
Silence...
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