Shell assertions often falter
against dim-troubled vision
& ill-coated echoes heard
when petals refuse sunlight
& strong stems deny vibrations
not meant to be critically understood
We crack under expanding nothingness
never realizing its utter worthlessness
prone more to those loudspeakers
which blare misery's cruel harsh decibels
paying little heed to those softer whispers
which carry the whole kernel of truth





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