I’m creeped out but still I’m reblogging this, because it’s good to be scared sometimes…
SILENT
Can you hear the silence?
It moves.
Like a breathing, living being.
Deeper into the woods,
The silence moves with me.
By my side.
Watching me.
Waiting for any sound
I might make.
For then,
It could silence me.
Forever.
Made of sticks and stones 
Thank you for sharing, Susanne
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You are very welcome Susanne
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Thank you. I thought it looked familiar.
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You are welcome, Susanne – I think it’s a lovely coming across words of your own when you are not expecting it.
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