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When Silence Is The Editor

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Your silence stings my solitude
Editing my thoughts and words
Into the language of barren trees
On each page I flip, I see your hand erasing
The alphabets of my unfinished script
I dump my love story into the trash bin
I cannot be the writer of my destiny.
When Silence Is The Editor
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M Asim Nehal 22 March 2021
It turned out to be the loudest voice from the soul. The silence can never be so powerful. I quote my fav lines: I dump my love story into the trash bin I cannot be the writer of my destiny.100*****
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Robert Murray Smith 22 March 2021
Silence speaks volumes to those who can hear.
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