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When somebody asks,
“Where do you find your words?
Where do they come from?”
As if,
I had the answer
But I certainly try
A place so deep,
I believe,
Exists beneath
The depth of my being
Where my mind
Loses all gravity
And all it does,
Is listen
What that silence speaks
And I am aloof,
At that point of time,
The thought gathers shape..
