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Oct 2018
I am hopelessly in love,
With a soundless song,
Collapsing into itself,
One beat,
After the next.

A sound reserved,
For the damaged homes.

A vibration,
Made from the distant troubled.

A static,
That only the heartsick lovers,
Can apprehend.
Written by
mel  17/F/Pennsylvania
     Ale, --- and PoetryJournal
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