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Hide in the silence

Of night’s commotion,

And they’ll tell you

The truth.

Mother nature’s secret.

Why the sun

Rises at midnight,

And sets at noon.

Why,

When you’re looking

For something,

You find it in

The last pocket

You think to look in.



And I spew forth

Letters of no meaning

And words of true feeling

And I wonder,

At what point when you

Realize that you’re talking to

Yourself, do you stop.

Or do you keep talking.