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Cacophony
In these modern
times specially in a city
Silence is a very
precious commodity
Anywhere that one
goes there is cacophony
Horns blowing, people
screaming, a disharmony
We think we adapt to such
a noisy environment
But constant noise can lead
to stress and ailment
To recoup one has to take
a break and go away
To a Himalayan monastery
or a silent resort faraway
times specially in a city
Silence is a very
precious commodity
Anywhere that one
goes there is cacophony
Horns blowing, people
screaming, a disharmony
We think we adapt to such
a noisy environment
But constant noise can lead
to stress and ailment
To recoup one has to take
a break and go away
To a Himalayan monastery
or a silent resort faraway
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Cacophony
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