Must a fight for a cause be known?
Is there a need to be recognized, to be acknowledged, to be appreciated, to be accepted, to be heard, to be felt, then only is it counted?
Must all the cause that is fought for, be made known?
How about to those who kept silent?
Have I become too cynical to believe?
How and when would reality have a place for me?
All that you did, I have done it all, with the same passion, but they were all acts that no one would ever know took place.
But haven't I been living all this while in this silent fight, where suddenly everything in my life, doesn't matter anymore. Because... love is watching... someone die.
All I want... is....that one point in time...
...where everything would collide again.
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