The Empty Room

The echo location                                                                                                                          finding the reverberating pin drop                                                                                                        a quite quiet juxtaposition                                                                                                                                            then becoming the sound within                                                                                                         The slowing beat of the heart                                                                                                                     The last blink heard then thoughts                                                                                                                  of a proverbial tree                                                                                                                     Pertaining to hearing                                                                                                                          when the soul leaves
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