Poetry for Freaks!

Quite (by Andy Carcello)
	There is a silence in me that hears nothing. It makes a voice without a sound. A pasture full of emptiness. There is no one here to call my name. This darkness brings the light of knowledge. Close my eyes and let me see. A pasture full of emptiness. Where my voice whispers nothing to me.

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