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THE LOST by El Sane Ken Silencer

You see them mad,

They are always
talking to a ghost,

with voiceless voices,
with much
in serious seriousness-

they move like
heaven, so far,
is their target to reach
and they left so late.

In your mind,
you see them mad,
But they are not
really mad.

Those in the shoes,
how heavy they are
to their legs

You beside may see it
lighter, seeing em moving
So fast like they’re not pitying the sand
unknowing the heaviness on it.

Author: El Sane Ken Silencer

Insouciant Sane. What I have known is that the trees and their leaves live as fated.

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