The echoes of silence. Nothing but the loneliness
of the night, reaching out – to no one in insight
The stillness all around, stretching behind control –
behind eternity, searching out our soul. And that is the
echo of silence, with nowhere to behold, with nowhere
in sight, not even for the bold.
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