A silent world, concealed from sight.
Yearning to speak, the words I keep,
Locked in the vault of secrets deep.
A whisper trapped, behind closed doors,
A heart that longs for freedom, soars.
But tangled tongues in silent strife,
Hinder the song of my inner life.
Invisible chains, they bind me so,
The thoughts and feelings, I long to show.
Yet those so close, their eyes may miss,
The silent struggle, the silent abyss.
In the silence, I yearn to be heard,
Expressing the soul, a flightless bird.
But understanding, a distant land,
In the maze of silence, I try to stand.
The words unsaid, a heavy load,
A path to traverse, a long, winding road.
Yet hope persists in the darkest night,
For one day, my voice may find the light.
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After over twenty years in space, the darling Global Space Station (ISS) is booked for retirement in 2030. Notwithstanding, it's critical to explain that, similar to its noteworthy introduction, the ISS's last section vows to similarly awe-inspiring. All in all, the inquiry emerges: how would you securely resign an enormous design the size of a football field without creating any setbacks? Be that as it may, prior to digging into the mind boggling subtleties, it merits investigating the purposes for NASA and its accomplices' choice to say goodbye to the ISS.
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