Total silence feels so eerie
Like rain that falls when skies are dreary
My quietus will rebound
A flock of birds flight in precise
Their wings fold gold flow entice
As the rain medicines the ground
A warmth stretches across the distance
Like flames that flicker in mist trance
Where ballast chants are found
Grazed in thoughts perfumed wonder
The silent roar choked in thunder
As the white charge fucks on down
Hear again a distant roar
Challenging the heart even more
Like a lion, a scorpion, or clown
Total silence is the only sound

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