Toast, Milk and A Poem

I didn't know I love the sound of the waters,Until it scrapes the coral down, and vanished to the sea.I didn't know I long for the thunders,Until it breaks the silences that pierced the ears.Maybe I miss the crowds,the clatter of the rivers,the chirping sparrows,the hound of the dogs,Or maybe, just the shoutings horns chiming in the city.The silence never shouted so loud...

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 Sing to me the rhapsody of death,As the poem and all lexical of living are now unheard.A mistyped in destiny, tattooed on my bloodstream.What should become, halted. Swim away.The cheers from greeting angels, touched by the melody of heaven's harp.Am I there yet?A one-way ticket, of a call to be with the one whom I called home.Is it the time yet? ...

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