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In Harmony With My Oblivion

Haibun

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I am misunderstood as a person — my silence and indifference give in. I am not that. I just like being on my own, I talk when I want. I never thought I would fall from grace because I thought I was graceful, but I did, one fine morning. I was pushed to the brink. No way out. Just like boulders fall from the edges…