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The Silent RIng

Unknown, it's certainty
With truth to bring
It carries whispers in the morning
It leaves its imprint on the snowflakes
It shines in every glass reflection
The truth to sing
Of life, of ends and of beginnings
Of time and what it means to be
A flaw, without an understanding
Of anything
Do try to listen in the morning
Do try to watch for every snowflake
Do try and study each reflection
To hear the silent ring





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