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Jan 2019
Silently
Grains of sand are falling slow
something like flakes of snow
that melt before they touch the ground

Silently
Moments come and moments go
No one even knows
like waves of sound

Silently
We drive the winding road
Life after life with nought to show
but still we double down

Silently
Flying high and swooping low
falling like a crippled crow
another king uncrowned
Sean Hunt
Written by
Sean Hunt  Windermere, Cumbria
(Windermere, Cumbria)   
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