Form: Loop poetry
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| Image by StockSnap from Pixabay |
Peace
I used to love silence.
Silence gave me peace.
Peace, please return;
Return, and tinnitus, cease.
Never again quiet.
Quiet is noise.
Sound is forever,
Forever destroyed.
Music fills the corners—
Corners of shrill sound.
Sound in my head:
Head it off, drowned.
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