from an isolated corner I heard an abandoned voice

from an isolated corner I heard an abandoned voice or maybe echoes of lost sounds. And I wasn't seeking to embrace life in form of soaked and drained illusions rather as beauty lurking from crevices and deep valleys. I went sliding down the aisle of theatre to unravel the mystery betwixt pain but I found a part of me juggling and struggling there for autumnal feels. I wish to get lost in loud noise and voices yet yearning for solitude. Somedays I seek existence while I keep planning for escapes. from an isolated corner I heard an abandoned voice or maybe echoes of lost sounds. And I wasn't seeking to embrace life in form of soaked and drained illusions rather as beauty lurking from crevices and deep valleys.

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