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[octaviusromulus]

I know a place where time runs thick,
lapping soft and still like a
forgotten pond in the blue twilight.

It lets you linger patiently,
the heavy dewdrop moments hanging
from every shallow breath.

You may find it when you listen
for the full silence in the noise -
you will already know its name.

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[lorele]

Restructured.

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I know, in a moment of twilight,
that silence is a name,
forgotten in a shallow pond.

When you find the fullness
in the blue lapping softness,
listen to each lingering breath.

Every moment that time stays still,
a thick and heavy dewdrop moment hangs
and lingers, where it is forgotten.

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And a beautiful selection of background music.