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Echoes of silence

     blown upon the wind

whispers that unheard

     steals the words away

flying dust touch

     slide across the skin

etching paths of coldness

     yet nothing does remain

heartbeats surge with fullness

     then empty fades away

whispers of the memories

     yet nothing does remain

pale moonlight could

     slip through the darkness

yet dimmer stars

     might softly glow

dampness lies lightly

     nipping chill bites

warmth not known

     was it ever there

pathway lost led

     did footsteps follow

was there once beginnings

     or only lost ends

stirs now the shadows

     where darker lies

fears there linger

     knowing not why