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Deafening breathing silence Window tappings Like echoes scream Of inner redemption Thorny rose hips Flowing meanders Of tears and salt Profuse secrets Settle gentle as silk-webs Over closed Iron made door frames These secrets An orb of light Amidst a gaping Black hole Of serenity… Surrounding chaotic Withering shutters to the mind
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 4:20 PM UTC
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Deafening breathing silence Window tappings Like echoes scream Of inner redemption Thorny rose hips Flowing meanders Of tears and salt Profuse secrets Settle gentle as silk-webs Over closed Iron made door frames These secrets An orb of light Amidst a gaping Black hole Of serenity… Surrounding chaotic Withering shutters to the mind
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 4:20 PM UTC
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