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Oct 2013
The loud silence overwhelms us
The last of our conversation
Still echoes in our heads
Tension spreads
Eyes wander, heads turn.
There are still things to be said
But there is only so much that can be done
To drown the silent words
That float endlessly
Across our minds...
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