
It fills the lonely spaces with the hushed sound of a leaf falling.
A silence that is as white as porcelain.
A silence that is as white as porcelain.
China chalk. Feral fear.
I can only catch my breath in that void and hope.
For faith fails when something that big happens.
A belly full of bees swarming with a hypocrisy that scares.
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