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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Silent (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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What lies beyond the mountains?
Is it not cold, sheer loneliness?
That in a moment turns all
Into walking stones; bound.

As the sun sets beyond the horizon,
No one asks a word of them;
Those that stand forcibly hidden,
Alas, alone they stay without trace.

Barriers have always stood tall,
A void which is created grows,
Only to fall when those who stood,
Silent, march out with authority.

-Erick Flores

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