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I will be quiet here

I will be like a little stone

a rock - a pebble

smoothened by the years

your river of tears

I cannot cry anymore - I am dry

I am done

with you

 

I will be quiet here

the still, soft fire

burning

against daylight - that will come

again

 

You will be gone soon

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