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My judgement is clouded
Shades of grey
All the same tone
Speaking, their voices
All echoing at once
Shouting, mumbling
Sentences which
I fail to comprehend
All I shout back
In a tone that is
Crackling under pressure
Is give me clarity
Make me understand
The trajectory
That this life I am living
Is destined for
Speak in clear cut phrases
That shimmer
As they pass sound barriers
On route to this heart
Which listens attentively
For a sense of clarity
