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The Silence


As I feel the wind blowing through my hair,  

I see that there is an empty path ahead me, 

My insides can feel the silence of not knowing where my life is headed,

The wind blows left then right giving me no sence of direction, 

The silence of not knowing is causing a walk with the wind,

Silence brings no ablity to talk about the feeling of the unknown, 

The unknown only brings silence. 

 

 

 

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