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Feb 2016
not here, it is not here
there is a television set on, and I cannot think
all I wish to do
is find the place
where I can feel alright
I sit in the dark and write
I sit in the dark and write
and I'm about to take a tender leap of faith
I care to live, I've learned to love life, it is fascinating
but the silence isn't here
there's people talking at pubs
there's people talking at homes
there's people talking at street corners
there's people talking at restaurants
there's people talking outside, during a walk
nature is so loud, nature is very loud
the yoga studio features music, and breathing
and the subways feature announcements and opening and closing doors
I wish
for a silence
a crypt silence
an angel silence
a purgatory silence
a burning silence
a cloud silence
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
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