
It stood before me
In its vastness, signifying
All sound and silence
Blast from the Past:
I sit beneath the clouds
A peculiar silence is born from each
Breathing in the wind
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It stood before me
In its vastness, signifying
All sound and silence
Blast from the Past:
I sit beneath the clouds
A peculiar silence is born from each
Breathing in the wind