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Crying
Sounds of silence
pervade
windy melancholy
whispers
of thoughts dreaming
another life’s
future to trade for a
shackled bleeding heart
of glassy tears
reflecting memories
passed and missed
through these paths in
search
of splendor’s toll
to enter the
shinning rivers of
empathy
where I shall swim
for all regretful
sorrows
be washed away
though never existed
So sings my soul of
once forgotten peace
-Eileen P Cary
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