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Exile, Self-Imposed

Like hearing sound
through water--
a muted murmur calling
from far away
reaches across a digital landscape
of a thousand physical miles.


It is only when the silence resumes
that I realize I am the one in the distance.



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1 comment:

  1. Andrea DawnApril 1, 2015 at 10:52 PM

    You so often get me right where I am at. So many layers of meaning in this for me.

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