Truisms
There are words
sermonizing unto others
yet silence can tell no lies
Outside some unknown soul taps
at the Window
The wind swirls
at a given time
Mother nature is perplexed
The corridor will led us to a cul de sac
where the silence
plies its own truth
where shadows darken,
merging with the night
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