Hear the words of love that sits in its parlour,
Hungry shadows reside and confess to the parlour's secrets.
My words are of finding out, surrendering to the sunset,
Feeding the silence of an august day, feeding so much.
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The natural harmony appears from the mirrors of this world That cascade and converse like mountains with tails. Listen to us who remain silent, listen to the praise of the Walls. My progress is in the records. Beautiful poem. silence speaks.