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STRAIN TO HEAR AN UTTERANCE,
A SINGLE MUTTERED WORD.
NO POUNDING HEART,
NOR RACING MIND,
SILENCE TRULY FELT.
LISTEN TO THE NOTHINGNESS,
QUIET STILLNESS..
IN THE DARKNESS..
DO YOU HEAR ITS SOUND?
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QUIET NIGHT
QUIET NIGHT
