My mind runs wild
and my heart is restless
So much of turbulence
ruffles my inside
and then gets subdued....
I can feel the quiver,
silently.
And there is mute silence
somewhere in the noise.....
Hi Grace, I love wild minds, they certainly can run. Mute silence somewhere in the noise - Nice. Frank
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and a mute of words filled here my heart is restless So much of turbulence ruffles my inside