Slivers of whispers fading away
In the quiet shadows of night
Lilting voices drip like liquid light
Exiting the air, falling on the ground.
No shimmer of sound, no echoes of life
Creaking into our ears and minds. Only the
Ecstasy of living.
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Barb Dukeman
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Fantastic!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕