There is a beginning somewhere. The whispers of a start.
From the simplest of ideas that come without thinking much hard.
In this world, too connected, where knowledge runs unbound,
Age, gender, stature are meaningless for we are on the same ground.
You know that person , the omniscient, the god of few around,
It's time to break his words, in his sile
nce, will he drown.
Know the whispers. Know everything.
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