I can not hear my thoughts in this quiet
your talking about is the
I roar into the vacuum, and harvestable silent laughter
a silent echo
echo echo
..
.
but that was just me
without words
no sound of the dies
say nothing
no word
no
word
silent minutes
we string together
a meaningless garland
and No answer is also no
answer but maybe I have become deaf and dumb not
I no longer hear you.
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