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unspoken

 

 

 

stay a while, it's calm tonight

 

we wasted too many seasons

questioning playful breezes

and vowing to free the wind

 

the frenzy was spent

practicing geometry and mime

searching for distant dark treasure

and finding

nothingness

 

we walked this lesson together

but now it's late

and shadows are descending

 

our secret song

sacred yet silent

was always in our hands

and all we had to do

was open them

 

pour this quiet drink now

this kiss

this frail smoke filled dream

 

this empty bed

 

 

the end comes unspoken

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