"smaller words fill up
years of suppressed steps,
formed and destroyed in seconds
talking to nets, and doors
curled toes,half filled, melt.
stirred water,
half laughter
becoming fuller outside
beating again, the bustling silence
games people play?watching bends, following sounds
reasons unaltered
rules and beyond
when seas of silence sink,
the seething torment shall dry upon your palm
beseeching none
saying to you,
loved one.
When seas of silence are sinking,
nothing holds truer than you would to me
in a cloth lies undone, a sleeping child."
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