I wish I can go away,
Go far away into the woods,
Into the woods where forever silence prevail.
But the woods are miles away,
Miles away to walk before I sleep,
Sleep deep in the barren woods.
The barren woods that lie still.
Photo:Freepix Sometimes the thought doesn’t run— it waits. It stands just outside the noise, patient in a way that feels like silence, aski...
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