Stillness speaks; indiscreet, as it may.
The air becomes dense as it burrows within my chest; my heart now in disarray.
In an instant, I can almost sense all there was left to say.
I slowly rise from his chair, living with the memories for yet another day.
It is silent, yet in these moments there is a lifetime on display.
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Oh Mary I feel it!!❤️❤️❤️😉
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