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A Silent Sound
When no words are spoken, I hear you loud and clear
it is the voice of you silence that makes me whole
Slow and deep flow your words, yet the wind behind each noiseless breath speaks to my soul
You talk and I hear you, but when you fall quiet, I am engaged in your thoughts
You tease the world with witty words, yet I am subdued by your silence
Powerful preaches may leave your lips, yet it is your silent sound that rescues me
I have fallen prey to your calmness, weak for your tranquility, a feign for your unspoken profession
I am imprisoned by your unuttered discourse
When no words are spoken, I hear you loud and clear
it is the voice of you silence that makes me whole
Slow and deep flow your words, yet the wind behind each noiseless breath speaks to my soul
You talk and I hear you, but when you fall quiet, I am engaged in your thoughts
You tease the world with witty words, yet I am subdued by your silence
Powerful preaches may leave your lips, yet it is your silent sound that rescues me
I have fallen prey to your calmness, weak for your tranquility, a feign for your unspoken profession
I am imprisoned by your unuttered discourse
When no words are spoken, I hear you loud and clear
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