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Listen

The silence sings to me

Its hum greets my soul

The rattle of the wind

between frozen branches

The creak of the dry snow

under each step I take

The tingle of icicles

under the arm

of a young birch

The silence sings of

peaceful hearts

and serene minds

It sings of promises

of hopes and dreams

and things in between

It's voice lures me

into the labyrinth

of my own mind

and all I need to do

is slow down

and listen


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