
Just a faint sound, caressing my thoughts
from afar. A note,
sustained prolonged enwrapped in a thrill
of remebrance and
my voice, as I talk to a friend, or myself,
as I look at this
beguiling sky that spins and streams above
in a circle of clouds
as if holding my mind suspended, at loss,
recognizing my doubts
in the absent gaze of these countless faces
we get by.
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