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Listen To

The little ones..
The quieter ones..
The lonely ones..
And the not so chirpy ones.
Listen..
When interrupted by atrocity..
When knocked out by flaw..
When trapped in the enactment..
Of disparity of law.
Listen..
While eyes talk..
And the winds walk up to you.
While silence whispers through.
Listen to the ask..
To that undefining task.
The laughter the merriment..
The cry after the embellishment.
Listen to the chatter..
Listen to the right chapter.
Listen to stories..
Paying heed to those faded glories.
To the intense grasp..
To the instant wrath..
To the never changing decision..
To the life saving incision.
For speaking louder can never calm the waves..
While listening echoes through the wildest of the caves.

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