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My life is an open bookKnown to allThe telltale tales The turbulent troublesThe constricting constrainsThe depleting weaknessesThe fleeting revelriesThe prolonged aloneness But have anyone ever read My silences ? Beneath a carpet of dying ashes The still smouldering cinders ?The untimelyUnreasonablyMerciless, shamelessBoundlesslyHurtling all barriers Sudden Crashing, tumblingTorrents of downpour ?The one and onlyRooted witnessYet silently spect...
