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Aug 2015
Man is a noisy creature of habit most days
-but when sitting down to finally hear what all else is saying
the silence is too frightening, at first, until after a little practise she speaks wonderfully to the heart
and all Mankind profits for one soul listening to the eternal quietude
and the race moves on a little more than it did yesterday
Written by
nivek
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