Silence

The fall of summer leaf
Turns me into deaf
Never heard the ringing
In time the fallen leaf's singing

All I heard is silence
Never heard it before
It blows with the air
Coming through the skin

I see the wind talks
Wishpering my name within the rocks
Stand still, all I heard is silence
And I heard it today. . .


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