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Too quiet
Silence,
sometimes
it is wonderful.
No sound for a while,
just being on your own,
with silence surrounding you.
But sometimes it's too quiet...
Silence,
the noise
around me has deadened,
deadened, disappeared and wiped out.
Like snow in summer
and nobody knows
when it will return.
Silence
the rhythm of lost sounds
softly echoes
in my ears.
But now it's quiet,
too quiet......
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