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Apr 2015
The silence
of morning;
the silence
of midday;
the silence
of evening:
all subtly
different.

I don't
understand
why,
so I'll
just be
silent.

mce
Sometimes what you know must rest in silence.
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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