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Jul 2016
sinking into silence
is easier than one would expect,
words need not cross my lips to be felt.
thoughts flow freely through me
evaporating into the vacuum
that is my mind
Eliza Fairchild
Written by
Eliza Fairchild  Ithaca
(Ithaca)   
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