THE HOMELY

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Hello. This would be my first ever poem on the Block Chain. I only read Poems in Literature class and couldn't seem to connect with them.

It took me a day to understand that Poems seem to mean more when I'm not distracted by a lot but called in by a lot. I don't know how to explain, I just hope you understand. This poem is something I wrote as it brings my deepest thoughts to life, like a broken glass covered in speckles of Gold.

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Silently Silent

I make way across the street

The car honks, the cow moos

The street laughs

Still, I remain mute.

Carelessly careless

I make my way across the street.

The wind blows

The trees clap

The birds sings

Still, I remain mute.

Desperately desperate

I make my way home

My emotions roar

My heart sinks

The walls close

Yet, I'm home and I'm happy.

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