Kites Have Wings

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Your silence echoes louder than any other
Cascades through the stillness in the air
A silence loud enough to let me know you’re still there
Your stare
The history your eyes withhold
I look every chance I get
I see them hide it
So well; perfectly
We all know the truth.

This poem was written/submitted by Nameless.

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