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Beyond the many mouths

Of the imagination,

Or dreams,

Which give us words,

Is numbness

Like a wind

Through icy branches,

Or the dead center

Of what we know.

In a stillness

That whispers,

A silence

That rustles

Like dead leaves,

Clacking like branches

In the night,

In the darkness burning,

We cannot look

Upon others

Without compassion,

Or upon ourselves

Without fear.