the silence is omnipotent
filling the air, allways noticable
smoke, not the weak wisps of cigars
or cigarettes, but of distruction
and change
the evident smoke standing vicarious
for what had been before
the deafening silence fills my ears
I can touch, I can feel it
is this what what I longed for
just a little bit of solitude
please give me peace
but peace is not quiet
im discovering the peace
in the chaos, in the noise
the beautiful noise.
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