Wednesday, 4 January 2012


Worthy of gold,
It has no value.
Separation, Isolation.
Complete Ignorance

How does one
Measure its value?

Is it a treasure,
As it is to the bookworms,
And the teachers,
For its wonder?

Is it a foe,
As it is to performers,
And those with broken hearts,
The true enemy?

A silence may be nothing,
And everything,
At the same time.

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