Listen !
Can you hear nothing?
The gift of stormy snow
While I listen others must go
The low-pressure will take some stellar bound
While I listen to a wold without sound
Hark!
My heart cries for this
My body eases into slow
My breath abates as some souls go
The earth is frozen silent as my eyes melt into my ears
Strange how a world without sound calms my fears
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