I have this sudden longing to feel life again it seems as though the past few years it's disappeared from me! To alter a broken thrust, I was walking through the woods. The sun made no sound as it stood from the ground to illuminate the absence of life. The echoes of silence whispered within.
"There once was a painter
He painted so much
The painter didn't talk so much
He painted over words.
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