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)
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Poetry Time 53: Alienation
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Dec. 3, 2023
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