Poetry
Silence, quiet, that I seek
Yet all around me the Earth is a buzz, never silent filled with a raw energy
Searching, searching, across the plains, yet never finding, all in vain
Where is the silence, the peace I do seek?
Will I find it? Will it someday find me?
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