I saw a shriek,
a groan pass by
in silence under
watchful eye.
A laugh was lying on the ground, prostrate still without a sound. Then a song took up my hand, and led me on through hush and lull.
Through it all I felt
a sigh, but made no sigh. The emptiness was still too full.
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