Sound-proofed, but still aloud
Some say I make thunder, others cloud me mute
Still Alone, but in a shroud
Some will walk me by, others crowd me mad
“So when will your world arrive?” Quote one mind.
Deadborn, but still alive
NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Poetry Time 30: Alienation
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, April 30, 2023
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