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Apr 2014
The silence was exhilerating,
it crafted the senses,
honed my perception.

I could hear a pebble tumble,
a dog parking
two kilometers away
& the clouds forming.

Death was heard
in the sound
of clicking bolts
& tapped magazines.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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