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If Only

If only a poem could come out of the mist that hides the mountains and turns the road into a tunnel of silvery light. If only a poem could come out of the eerie silence like nothing I have heard before. Beautiful, misty quiet, pregnant with sound, beating like hidden music in my heart. Mist I cannot hold within my hand which disappears into nothingness. If only....

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