Silence


I hide behind the cozy curtains of their voices.
Every once in a while
The silent wind comes to ruffle them up –
Stripping me.
I grab on to the helms ,
Of the noisy curtains
Desperately – holding on to dear life.
To prevent from spilling it all out there,
In the open.

 
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