(you are alive, and i have met you.)
silence has been a true comfort through the years,
-cover me from head to toe, ooze into my cells-
and now, and now it comes bearing gifts...
yesyes, i feel it; as silence falls, it is you reality is made of.
no need to dream, no reason to yearn; i am sane, you are everywhere.
you unearthed the drums of joy,
a beat so soft, inaudible to human ear;
my heart won't stop chanting thy name...
(you are born anew everyday, and everyday i meet you.)
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