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12/8/2019

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...there was a Sound that once was Breath.

It was heard
here on Earth,
until its last,
until its Death.

It was a ripple or a pulse,
through the waves
accosting the land
in its creative escape.

Forbidden word,
Forgiven world,
yet is was sound,
yet is was heard.

There was a Sound that once was Breath.
​
And it was gone.

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