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Oct 2014
the comfortable silences linger
and i find nothing unsuitable
about sitting amongst ferns
and breathing in the mountain breeze

i want not for long-winded
words full of nothing but air

we may not always understand
one another, but you have taught
me to value something i had
never even noticed before

how can i ignore eyes opening
and lights being turned on?

i think of myself and i can't
help but thank you,
for now, i am free
Quinn
Written by
Quinn  Bremerton, WA
(Bremerton, WA)   
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