Silence

Silence, as silent as a grave of orphans whose consigned to fade into oblivion, strived to extract the least air regarded to flee away from a violent brute; in despair, each spirit tripped flat to be receded in an excavated veil of darkness.

Hopeless, helpless to the defence of a mischiefing gleam through sightless reflections of blinded perceptions. The conflicting demands amongst our contemporary society has derived a potential validity of inference from premises asserted by being pertained to logical implications whilst disputing the lead.

Profound casuistry has captured every deteriorated moment of the heart under a defiling attack.

Who are we anymore?

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