• I only hear silence between the crevice of sound,
    Color hides the softest under my feet in the ground,
    The wind is thick and breathes my body all around,
    Tongue of words are rare and have yet to be found,

    But that silence is so quiet I'll never hear it coming,
    Color paints the ground as I start screaming then running,
    The wind blows me away as a hurricane is humming,
    Tongue of words chill my skin as my heart begins drumming,

    Then the silence leaves me peace to finally think,
    Color drives my soul as my heart begins to sink,
    The wind blows her hair she's so beautiful I shrink,
    Tongue of words make her smile as she gives me a wink,

    Silence is pointless our ears were meant to hear,
    Color is just vision and then my vision disappears,
    The wind is so cold that warmth should be here,
    Tongue of words only talk for others to overhear.
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