This too shall pass

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Cacophony of horns,
Symphony of shouts,
Dubious patterns of beliefs,
Carried around in parts.

Fast moving lights,
Edges in whites,
Throwing passing shadows,
Of faith and false advice.

Innocuous questions,
Shrouding the unreal,
Clarity in vagueness;
that justifies all ordeals.

Only you, My Dear,
Living in this zone,
Celebrating this suffocation,
Desolate with contrasts,
Numbly chanting-“this too shall pass”.

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