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Apr 2015
Peace and quiet can be a storm
I’ve seen it once or twice
The raging winds of solitude
The stillness, cold as ice
Raining emptiness into my head
And flooding it with despair
I once welcomed tranquility
And now…
I dont even dare
William McLaughlin
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William McLaughlin  Springdale Ar
(Springdale Ar)   
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