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Our Most Tender Vulnerability

Updated: Jan 10


The noise you hear

That bleats in the silence

is Time,

And Time is our most tender vulnerability.

The Earth and Her waters

Wander lost in the night,

Neither cage nor strongmen can hold her down.

She sleeps while fear buries heads in the shadows.

She sleeps while parrots perch together in the aviary.

"It's for their own protection," they think.

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