Numbness trickles
solitude.
An indifferent murmur
swallows misty miles
of silence.
You throw pebbles now and then
into wave-less pools of memory
Ripples, sometimes in ecstasy
traumatic often.
Sanctuary resides in melodious silence!
Refining fire thrills in
sipping cups of burning sea!
why we reach*
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