Monotony

There is nothing to hear,
and yet, I listen
I hear.

It is always there.
Always.
There.
Everything fades into it.

Who can stand against it?
Who can?
When even time is merely a dream.

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Author: Aaditya Balouria

I'm like any other internet induced Indian intellectual. One from the league of all those blabbering bibliophiles, cynical cinéphiles and the rest.

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