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Compose -

this has become
a dark night,
the moon
the stars
refuse to speak,
 
I have said
nothing
to cause them
displeasure,
 
my voice
concealed
in the darkness,
my mind  
and fingers
compose,
 
even though
the night
has chosen
to be silent,
I will still write  
their praise,
 
just as the wind
comes
to the aid
of lost leaves.
 
 
BeginningPoet
Written by BeginningPoet
Published | Edited 21st Jan 2021
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