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i often hear: rain splashing upon the rock, the melody echoing off the walls. today: only silence, an eddied dance of white on wind.
i can accept that the previously posted version of this in the concrete style sucked. i thank those that pointed out the flaws.
while this may not be a better version, necessarily, it is at least more true to the original visceral response to (and memory of) the moment that motivated the penning of these words.
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