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Sep 2019
Silence sits upon me
shouting loudly
no sounds of now
just echoes on the air.
Listen to the silence
and hear the cries
and sobs
and laughter
that are there.
A strain of far off music
or a song from long ago,
or just a drifting thought.
The air is full of sounds
for you to hear.
So listen very,very carefully
and you may hear
an answer to your prayer.
1987
Written by
rose hopkins  Wye Valley, South Wales,
(Wye Valley, South Wales,)   
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