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Silent tears
The Powerful Silence beckons silent tears,
for the soul yearns for love, but love is broken.
In the wake of a warm gentle touch,
A new love forms in the soul of her heart.
It is so pure that light beckons it to come forth.
It reignites in her, its purity to cleanse with rain.
As the morning dew renews her joy,
as Gaia reaches for her, to dance again.
Copyright ©
Dexter Greener
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