A little voice crying
In the middle of uproarious metropolis
The echoes are heart-rending
With the power to slice every soul
The cry never stop
It continuously threatening 
 At the highest peak of the lung
 Emancipation is delusion!
 We are trapped between civilization and antiquity
 Neither comparative nor equality - an interpretation failure
There are eternal silences as a respond
People are emotionally barren
They just don’t care

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NIA is acronym of my name. And also happen to be acronym of " natural idiosyncrasy anonymous", which apparently suits me well at this moment. I'm not so good in putting the right word verbally, but slightly, (maybe slightly) better in putting it in a nice readable material. Here I am, whispering my unspoken thought... and this is a piece of my thoughts

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