A Silent Song

Such circles we walk in, day in, day out…
How many smiles can she fake in a mile?
So many unspoken words, silence wants to shout…
How many turns before the wheel finally burns?
Such sufferings in this world, scattered about…
How many tears will she cry before asking why?
So little candlelight, all so dim now…
How can tomorrow ever know her sorrow?

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