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Silence
Where the Night Notes and Day Dreams begin
Silence
Some unexpected turns of life
brought silence sharp as any knife,
yet in that stillness, a fertile ground,
where buried seeds began their round.
Without a sound from outer air,
they rose within — recorded here —
old words once spoken, softly sown,
now blooming forth in a new gown.
With right conditions, ancient seed
will blossom, touching hearts indeed,
revealing life’s abundant beat —
for many,– makes the circle complete.
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