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At the great wood's mouth by the deep cave's door I listened to something I had heard before The wood's mouth in a field I am the absence wherever I am I am what is missing and in silence I observe When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my bodey has been... I close my eyelids there was nothing more to say I've seen it all before but, I find comfort in silence summer melancholia the air shivered against my skin dark leaned into my eyes Those threatening clouds the sweet music of the summer rain the mist in early hours the dominant winds. |