Amidst of busy life, there exists perilous silence of despair, dormant in action but eloquent in confusion. Rage of rising incompleteness in life takes over every thought of bliss leaving behind a muddle. Dejected is my quest for happiness as every thought dissolves in this silence leaving behind the translucence of cleaving void in life.
The triumph of despondence echoes in looming frustration ringing louder than ever………………………how do i quench my quiescent ire in hush?
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