Whispers

She whispers to none but herself.
All the others have lost her trust.
Luckily , walls have ear implants.

Walls are her daylong projections
Extending from an old self to sky
Pure white,steeped in grand logic.

Her nights that are sleep in eyes
Extend to the dark science of sky
From blank wall with no pictures.

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