So they sit,
content with
the awkward silence.
delighted souls
uninformed of
the latest trends
just rain drops
in a
puddle.
departure from
realization.
exodus from
undesirable.
living the couds
secret silence.
Reason for writing:
happiness! (poems aren't always depressing.) although im not sure if this poem really works right now, oh well.
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