still.

It is difficult to find peace in these troubled times. The heart trembles, shivers, falters. It cannot be still. It attempts to be consoled by words and whispers. It longs the comfort of a touch and warmth. But it fails and wavers. The heart does not understand. It is baffled by the immense noise which is hauntingly silent. It struggles, struggles, struggles. It pursues to grasp a tangible stillness. The fight is futile.


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