and life goes on as if.. and we smile and laugh.. the echoes rippling deep.. so deep.. racking sobs in helpless silence.. trying to contain that dam.. in eyes already parched.. dry vacant empty.. the void within.. aching.. the disbelief.. the protest.. rising forth endlessly.. i know in my heart your pain.. yet this void.. like a straw we float baseless.. facing the elements alone..
such pride within each of us.. even as we turn to ashes or dust.. even clay smells so beautiful.. keeping the company of roses.. but we curse and fight and kill..
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