People

The silence deafens me,

almost as though 

I am standing amongst 

a crowd of people.

The kind of people

that will not notice 

when I leave 

or when I appear.

The kind of faces

that twist and bend with

the change of season.

The quiet is too loud,

the chatter is too muffled 

to understand a word.

It is the worst;

the worst way to live,

unnoticed by all.

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