From where, to where who knows

How heavy is this place?
How many heaps
of sufferings are there?
Even the noise
is not functioning.
Yet, every moment
of life is still here.
The morning light,
clouds in the sky
and the colours in the trees.
Look carefully,
and the shadows
will look different

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