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.
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"There once was a painter
He painted so much
The painter didn't talk so much
He painted over words.
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