Muffled in the Late Hour

October 7, 2008
By Guanghui Wang, Mountain View, CA

They write of this world
And its troubles
Wonders
Joys
Our humanity
I write when my breath
flows with the rythym of song
and I am left gasping for life
Write that I am beneath
Soft light and
blurred emotions
Numbing
Write that I will never
Be heard


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