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The Hollies

Jun 22
1 min read

Pattern of small white handcuff-like icons scattered across a dark textured background, creating a dense repetitive design

Stilled moment

rain silent

your breathe

quake the light

deafens the birdless

and winds of the growl

I stare at the thunder

conceal the skies

and make shore the haul

when moments

inside the closing door

to shut the noise

to fall with the kind

carry the hope

tuck all that's left

in feigned disguise

 
 
 

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