These louder parts

Where all I am is disaccord, some impulse of the silence here that whispers in the cold and damp a hint of something evanescent–one grain among the countless claiming tenure to this course but only paling in its turns too scared of keeping quiet, so I scream into this speechless absolute to draw an echo through the inanition, unaware that stillness inundates these river valleys and the eloquence of absence hung from trees out-speaks my voice.

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