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The sky is a dull ache
this morning,
a quiet
vast and unbearable.
I take a breath, hear
your voice
in my mind
between
thunder and lightning.
My own desire
gives shape
to a memory,
even more beautiful, even
more sad
because unreal.
Before I can tell
tears from rain,
a gray prelude
fills the room,
under my fingertips
temporary solace.
One day
I will stop running,
searching,
one day
I will find the strength
to listen,
reach the pause,
the silence
no longer heavy
on my soul.
One day
I will wake up
to the sound of my heart
beating.
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Melancholic and quietly beautiful. I love the first stanza in particular; it really drew me in.