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In you, I find something more appealing
I witness both
The emergence of silence
And, its dilution in action
I go to sea side
After tide, I feel
The shore is gripped by silence
Often I noticed for a few minutes
Silence grips the street
After a dead body is carried for cremation
You know
Each time I try to draw an image of silence
I fail
As in you, I find something more appealing
A bundle of action…
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