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I'm lost within myself
Trying to search if I'm the one that needs help
A perennial monsoon goes on
Refusing to pause in any form.

In the eyes that don't rain
Conceal a different kind of pain
Where there is nothing to explain
And words sometimes fail.

Lingering silences and unexplained pause
Speak a lot when wounds are raw
Clarifications look cheap
When vulnerability digs heels.

The dignity I seek 
Lies in the silences I keep
Rejuvenating on the backfoot
Reveling in the obscure look.



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