Quiet. Quiet. Quiet. Shhhhhhh... If I listen closely, the fog settles onto the earth Flopping down Like this dog next to me Lumbering down to cover the trees. Shhhhhhh... The horses flick their tails And wind rushes through each strand Just like it used to do to my hair On that golden beach. Shhhhhhh... The cows awaken and low What sound is more lugubrious Excepting my tears? Or is that just the rain?
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