Hello, chosen one of silence
You who create with word, with thought, with gaze
I know you ignore the violence
But still I do have problems nowadays
Please help me with advice at the right time
I ask for your attention, O the brave one
When I encounter the dissonance in rhymes
Between the thought, the act, the deed I’ve done
Why don't you tell me something? I'm here
And I’ve been calling out strongly and since morning
But you are mute and deaf completely to my pleas
And there’s no way for you to me out of this corner
You will not come from mirror leading me to victories
All by myself. Yes, by myself. And only silence in response
Or maybe really there’s no one in mirror? Only memories?
And I’m the one who need to set for me the rightest course?
Reflection only
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