Amongst the pain, And the burnt flowers. The birds still sing, In the lost hours. No mention of arrogance, Or our beliefs. But they’ll laugh when we’re gone, When we think they’ll weep.
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Searching for Silence
Growing up in Cambridgeshire, in a house surrounded by fields, I had never given much thought to wanting or needing silence. It was already there. Walking to school it was there, climbing a tree in the park it was there, and falling asleep, it was there. But when I grew up and moved to other …
Agate Amara 