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my silence spoke through me
lines from the cyber boxes
hear them
as
i
do
as we do
listen for me
hear that
i
am
here
silence
wrinkles
on
me
like fingertips
time trinkles to me
each cold raindrop adjusts
adjusts before it hits my skin
in love has the waters sky grown
in love with me
has this winter
new years sky
fallen once
again
in
love
with me
answer me
with more
than
my
silence
?





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