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May 2015
There
There is where it sits
Something like a picture
But pictures do not hurt
Maybe like a fire
Without the heat and light
It casts a shadow but has no form
It sings a beautiful song with no voice
"Oh Darling", it whispers
But it is not there
The sound never reached the air
But I heard it
"I hear you"
I call
I'm shouting to nothing
"That is good. It seems nowadays I am nowhere at all."
"The others said I'm crazy."
It laughs and sighs
"They always will crush what they don't want to realize."
"They said you are not here."
More noise from nothing
But the picture became brighter
The flame grew like wildfire
The shadow became larger
The song was now louder
The colors and sounds
Swirled in my head
A booming voice from the empty corner said
I am alive and I am here
Hope is what you see
And hope is what you hear
Erin Holston
Written by
Erin Holston  Maine
(Maine)   
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