when the soul intends to speak

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silent screams reverberating scenes cycling me,

sky blue lit with sunlight peers i sit,

contemplatively perceiving distance imagined by chasms,

words colored by voices leading to traces,

lost in a maze blinded by haze pointing away,

spoken scenery please listen to whispers

intently…

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