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Raindrops,

The call of the Hadada Ibis.

The sun on my skin,

Footsteps in the distance.

You are not here.

 

Nightfall,

The howl of the dogs,

The glow of the moonlight,

Raindrops… again

You are not here.

 

Silence,

The happy laughter of children,

Emptiness,

Then silence.

I am tormented by your silence.

 

 

 

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