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The Unheard Sound

So vast in it’s scope but silent is it’s sound everything stops nothing heard deafening indeed like lifeless hound The human ear wait’s so eagerly stretching itself for to listen wanting a sound in their eardrum but that’s nothing just simply missing In this unheard silent sound one feels such peace so still thinking the world has stopped don’t be fooled silence always will (Silent thoughts and what it means to me)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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