Every sunset to every moonrise I hear a whisper like sound
It's so faint & fragile
That if you breathe into it incorrectly
It'll dissipate.
I've been leaning inwards more these days
I've been hearing everything else
But received nothing.
I see everything in beauty
That's how I talk.
But for a long time when time is paramount
I've heard the sound of my own heart 🌹
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