These 4 walls that surround- portaying no sound. Quiet takes over. wondering why, becomes a whispering lie. Over looking the past and wondering how it went so fast. Time has frozen. Is this real? Life has hit us with a new deal. I can feel the energy seeping through the air, Is this fair? laying down with nothing, but a frown. I question again- why? why do these 4 wall surround portraying no sound? 

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