Wednesday, July 13, 2016


When the noises are too loud and the silence seems to distant, you have to run
Run from reality  
Run to the distance 
Run before you lose it all
And that's what I did
I ran
I ran to find the silence
I ran to the meadow of weeds
I ran to the tree with my name carved in it
I ran to the silence 
And the silence found me as I ran

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