Despair

Those who speak of silence as if it is a singular thing,
Don’t really know what it truly is.
It has as many faces as there can be distances between people,
Sometimes comforting,
Sometimes awkward…

But there is a visage it possesses ~
A face we fear more than any other.
It reveals itself once the echoes,
Of despairing isolation,
Fade away…

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About Fredrik Kayser

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