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Apr 2016
sometimes I have nothing to say
sometimes simply nothing to do

but to listen to the words
to feel my body gravitating towards the ground

to not to speak
to feel my mind fall empty

sometimes these moments
I find the gems of beauty

sometimes these flickers of utter silence
my ears ***** at the music rumbling

sometimes these etches of stillness
there before a dance unfolds
Eriko
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Eriko  24/F/USA
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