Reports

Then peace came
And silence racked my ears.

The whirs are gone,
Mumbles no more,
Noise is now the past.

So when I speak
I hear myself;
When I shush
My heartbeat echoes.

Silence is nothing but a mellow noise
Of what we want to hear–
A biased hum of the self.

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