Sounds!

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I recite these written words
That had been written a while ago,
A shout that moves the herds
And a whisper that lets me go.

A song of silly trespassings
And a cry of hoarse ones
Leave me with probable tracings
To kill me in improbable dens.

A chuckle to whine,
To moan, to tears;
the sounds exquisitely mine
Of joys to silent fears.

A call of illness and scream of worst luck
Make me the one: forever stuck.

-amir flame
©Copyright Amir Flame

This is Amir Flame.

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