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Sound is a torchlight passed Along the eardrum to quiver in silhouettes, Shadow puppets of the mind. Stars are the torchlit soundways to the divine, With flickerings too far to be heard Or too much shadow-disturbed to know as sign.
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 11:24 PM UTC
The Sound of Stars
Sound is a torchlight passed Along the eardrum to quiver in silhouettes, Shadow puppets of the mind. Stars are the torchlit soundways to the divine, With flickerings too far to be heard Or too much shadow-disturbed to know as sign.
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ChrisSaitta
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ChrisSaitta
55/M/Virginia
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 11:24 PM UTC
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