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What is empty becomes full,

Even silence, now crowded,

Even the stars when clouded,

Cannot take me from the pull

Of this song over my soul,

I have fought year upon year

Bravely, but a blinded fool,

Unable to see past fear;

Now I know the melody,

Both its tempo and its tune,

Now I play this threnody

From the heights of this red dune.

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“Distance is but a number when the mind and heart aligns.”

Threnody

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