As I peer outside my bedroom window,
I feel the evening's breath embracing my face.
The absence of crickets fills the breeze with
whispers; knells of the unheard cries of the land.
As I take a sip inside my coffee cup,
I feel the caffeine's breath embracing my face.
The absence of sugar fills my blood with
needles; knells of the unheard cries of my body.
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- Ralph Pineda
- Game developer, avid wikisurfer, and has an unusual talent of sleeping in awkward positions.
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