The pains of the silence
Stains the chest of mine
Sound wave of pulses in the heart
Cover's more distance....
The mind going is searchind
For the countless losses
In my bank of memories....
The addition of familiarities,
The subtraction of strangers,
The division of sorrows,
The multplication of joys
That's the quotient of these numbers
But 'I' am a big a zero
Before my search of new one,
Forgetting my defects
I ask you all for a kind farewell.....
-Farha
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