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Mar 2014
They say silence
But I hear noises
All around me

Barely visible
Barely audible
Not dependable

The flickering of
A fake fire a metaphor
Of our world
Days of Dawn
Written by
Days of Dawn  Wherever the wind blows
(Wherever the wind blows)   
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