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I put the shell to my ear
and I listen,
listen to the sound,
the sound of my blood,
my blood rushing
rushing through my hand.

From my hand, the sound,
the sound flows
and I listen,
caught in a tide,
a tide of sound,
sound that takes me,
takes me ever closer,
ever closer to the source,
deeper
into the shell,
into my blood,

deeper
into the source.
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Thanks again, for adding to your work and for the :+fav:.

--
"Are you making fun of us?"
"It's the universe that makes fun of us all."
"Why would the universe that makes fun of us all?"
"I dunno, maybe it's insecure."

:peace::XD:
:iconmcdermid:
Thank you so much. I'm glad you like it. It was one of those rare poems that arrived on the page in nearly its finished form. Thank for the :+fav: as well.

--
"Are you making fun of us?"
"It's the universe that makes fun of us all."
"Why would the universe that makes fun of us all?"
"I dunno, maybe it's insecure."

:peace::XD:

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