Silence
Not a single thought
Not a sound
Near me
Nothing
The silence is killing me
It's so quiet
And peaceful
Lying
Perfectly still
Dying
From a perfect kill
Flying
Through my mind
Trembling
Something is wrong
Worrying
What is coming?
Greiving
My losses
And my life
The sun is shining
Butterflies flying
All around
This is perfect
Never been more alive
The colors, the sounds
The warmth, the clouds
The blowing wind
A beat
My heartbeat
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