What remains when nothing is left.
When conversations are drowned in silence
When a heart no longer beats
What fills the pause before a wave breaks
The moments before one cries
The emptiness love creates
What touches the wind in the trees
The loneliness in the desert
The stillness in the night
What echoes the whistling of the breeze
The songs of the sands
The roaring of the ocean
What goes on
When nothing moves
When time comes to an end
When the world stops
What shines once darkness covers the world
What binds when the day melts into the night
What heals
When all pain is gone...?
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