Interlude
Enid
My mind lies weak
And quietness speaks of sound
As captive in a creek
Of wordlessness.
And quietness speaks of sound
As captive in a creek
Of wordlessness.
As though a silent hurt
Is trembeling
In screaming riot's roar
The night stays calm
And quietness speaks.
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