A wrecked mind in a useless body,
when done nothing- just keep on writing.
These thoughts are weired but mesmerizing.
Oh!'why this cloud, full of doubts- my inner self is fighting now.
Sound is numb and lips are stitched,
legs are all tied up, no movement no hiss.
This- a picture, we may not believe,
yet conquering scilence is something indeed.
Take a walk to see, not to plead or please.
...seek if she needs, (a lair of protection) my dear society"
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