A haunted phrase in my soul
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Lend me a soul, A soul that can Speak the language of silence. Deep below somewhere in my soul, I read a phrase: TEARS ARE NOTHING, BUT EVERYTHING FOR ME THEY WERE MY YESTERDAY AND MY BEST FRIENDS TODAY. Who gave it, who holds it Remains still a question. A question with no answer. An answer without words. A word without thought. A thought without imagination. A mere existence left an indelible mark on my soul. I wonder how I lost in it, Which still remains a question with no answer
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