In dark Corners…waiting For dawn

sometimes…..you miss the

……………………………madnesS

……………….It becomes more of a hunger

than an urge

you listen Close to silence,

study it’s …………………………………movement

follow the slow
……………………………daRk
…………………………………….trails
………………………………………………of its path

you Shout often

revEl in the boundless ………….power

of an unrestrAined wind

…………………………hold close the sound of

………….whispers.

Memory is a gritty irritant

…………….like sand in your

………………………eye…..

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