Irony

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-He-

As he strum
his guitar,

His own world
starts to build in.

He can feel the
tranquility and silence,

In the midst of
the noise of music.

-She

As her pen glides
in a paper,

Her own kingdom
starts to rise.

She can find
peace of mind,

In the sound of
trillion phrases.

— —
©BlackAice
Date Written: January 16, 2019

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