i have become mute again
i refused to speak
as i am wont to
when things aren't
going my way
in those moments of silence
i am a stranger
to people and things
around me
i just want to stare
at the ceiling
thinking of nothing
and no one
i am out of touch
and for some precious
time, i find my peace
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