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BROKEN SILENCE
<p>The poet's pen lay dormant, silent as a stone,</p><p>Not for lack of words, but life had thrown</p><p>Distractions, doubts, and a whole lot of noise,</p><p>Yet, he smiles, "You think I fell off? You wish, I'm just getting poised."</p><p><br/></p><p>The world forgot about him, his words lost in space,</p><p>But he was crafting his comeback, finding his pace,</p><p>Not lost, just taking a detour, finding new roads,</p><p>Gathering experiences, emotions, and stories to unfold.</p><p><br/></p><p>He's back, and his words will flow like a river,</p><p>Raw, honest, and real, different canvas but the same painter</p><p>"You think I fell off?" he laughs with a grin,</p><p>"I'm just getting started, the best is yet to spin."</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>

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"My comeback? I never left."

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