Silence

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innocence

Desperately seeking for silence

I go looking in the night

Not near the cemetery or forest

just strolling the streetlights

The leaves scatter as I move

someone, something is there

in the sky and ocean

underneath the wear and tear

The quietness is a noise

which I could never understand

she left me with a memory

silently roaming in my hands

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