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Tag: Verse

Rhythm

Listening to the late summer rain; the humid rhythm speaking melody late into the evening.

August

Another change presentedMake a wish at this momentWe won't say goodbye

Unspoken

On this night No words, profound Silence speaks within Meditation; reflecting on The memories indescribable.

Worn

a tiny hole wearing thin; the delicate skin exposed between the tattered seams and the unseen.