Still

             Still
            Come speak to me
            Break down the noise inside
            Collapse the words into a bed of hay letters
            Shower over me calm
            Where eyes can close and a heart can be
            Still
            Waiting without wanting
            Watching without worrying
            Where the troubles dissipate into the Heavens
            Where I can feel a love and a joy so close
            Still
            Tumbling toward the inevitable always

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