Mar 10 • General discussion
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When we hide the truth
We dig our own grave
Prayer is our blanket when we need to cover pain
Old road breaks under newly made paves
We pray for our tears to be shadowed
Compelling laughter to be our protection
We reek from being in isolation
Driving away loved ones connection
Inner affliction is the mass we bear
Producing stress from confinement
We hide agony to reveal our strength
Forcing the call of help to be silent
Not many understand to listen
Though many have ears to hear
A fight for a chance of survival,
Is to fight a static mind to preserver
—Jay white
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