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The only song that seems to be,
The one and only mystery,
Is the sun that shines throughout the night...
To take us through eternal flight.
Planets and stars and celestial things,
Are the ones that to my mind bring,
The thought, the deed, the eternal flings
Take flight and soar on majestic wings.
The fools , the tools, the abysmal blues
That make it hard, that make us choose.
The hidden truths, the untold lies,
That seeks the depth of unseen eyes.
Superstition, superiority,
Magicians and majority
The coffee brewing in the sea,
Disaster and calamity.
Sinking ships and failing fiends,
Bottled fears and tainted schemes
Tremors heartless ,treachery wild,
That stunts the growth of nature’s child.
Rainy days that seem to shine,
With heart and mind and soul divine,
While seas and sands and heavens roar,
And faith survives forevermore.
written during mind numbingly boring classes of power system analysis and Engineering machine design. hence the title.
To Suffer in Silence
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patience
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noun: *patience*
1. 1.
the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, problems, or suffering without
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