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Peace in Heaven , But

You stare, with shocked...and, deadened eyes.

You hear, not ......what, I say.

While, all the while.

Your tongue, is .....tinged,

with pungent smells, 

and, foreign sounding........ names.

Lost upon all others.

As only I, hear it all.

For, whilst in the dark depths of despair.

You sometimes, speak to me!

When the moon is clear,

and it casts a shadow 

on the earth.

Giajl © Jim Love