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the hour you can’t purge
the song you can’t play
the face you can’t paint
the name you can’t say

all mix with silence
all merge in twilight
all blend with the noise
all shrink in the night

you wonder if time
will stretch troubled dreams
until they’re so thin
you pass through the seams

(Words and images Copyright 2013 by Michael Kallstrom)

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