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Teardrop of Coloured Soul The opening word is silence.
Life begins with a gasp of awareness.
Eyes open and the process begins.
Growth is
established by the selling of pride
in order to survive.
Life survives like a discrepancy
between right and wrong.
Cries of the baby become the moaning
of the adult. Confusion is like
a wandering vine that grabs onto
the heart and squeezes.
It is the normal state of being.
Life begins with a whimper.
It is barely
heard above the whining of the voices.
Existence is a game that is played.
It is without purpose.
The closing word is silence.
Excellent write. Content full
Excellent write. Content full of meaning, emotions and drive
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