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silence
when an angels wings
crumble
across the teeth
of saints and sinners
and onto the floorboards
of heavens back porch
when shadows slide
across the rocks
and asteroids
endlessly tumbling
through space
when you sit there
a world away
totally unaware
of me
too busy with your
thoughts and fantasies
thats when
the only sound
that can exist
is silence
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