The sound of darkness, the hope of light, and a gift from above

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The sound of darkness

is the sound a candle makes

when it is no more

than a mere stain

in a cold empty glass

~

The wars of this world

will continue until all that is left

is a thought

rippling through pools of hope

till it reaches the shore once more

~

This cloud said to me

“Who’s that by your side?”

I said, “Who, there’s no one here?”

and so it rained down upon me

and so I smiled

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