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Nov 2013
I can almost hear snow hit the bare pavement
I can even hear the trees creak, Swaying naked
But I’m listening to my thoughts
And their deafening hum
Flowing at the rhythm of my heart
Beating numb.
And I’ve only just realized;
That there is no such thing as silence.
*Only inner peace
© 2013 Bilal Kaci (All rights reserved)
Bilal Kaci
Written by
Bilal Kaci  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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