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I No Longer Cast a Pebble, For

I heard the sadness, in your voice.

That showed me, the colour, of ...

your soul.

And it matched, the purity ....

of your eyes.

Oft, I hear, their ..... silent call.

And wonder....

Should I respond.

Or just wait, my turn....

While in my eyes ..... there's. 

A deadness, to match.

The colour, of their shrouds.

There's a darkness, that ....

Fills my heart.

To catch 

Those

ripples on the pond.

Giajl © Jim Love