The vacant silence of voices,
no longer in the wind…
Not planting the seeds of growth and change.
Falling short of desire
the unrealized vision that longs to be shared
I feel the trembling cold numbness
being alone in this plight.
There is no echo, no howl
no answer to the calling…
An empty community bonds
with distant
and far away eyes…
(matthew bowers) ~93
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