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silence - Johnny Willems

"Everywhere there was silence;

trees were still,

the hills motionless,

It had rained but the river-beds were empty;

silence wide and deep

fields and groves the shelter for the night

the clouds had found a way out

a bird that folds its wings

had folded in on itself;

But you

you would have to die to everything

without a tear."


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