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Silent 1st half (poem)

Pain and Anger rising up
Screaming Silence
Telling us who we are

Last one Standing
Holding onto nothing

Reach for understanding
Capturing the Meaning
Still know nothing

Intolerable Silence

Said Many Words
running out of words
Still said nothingrunning out of tears

Speaking with silence
screaming with silence
emptiness crawls within

saying so much by saying nothing

just be silent
just be still

revel in the magic
meet the cold

Dip in the pool
of shallow super-ficial
killing off the supply

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