Wind

the wind buffets my windows 

great gusts gushing to greater heights 

they keep me in my home by keeping me out of their home 

but i'm fine with that 

so i sit, cozy, wrapped in a blanket, 

listening to the wind buffeting my windows 

ender

VT

17 years old

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    the music will never ring in his ears again

    the music goes on to infinity but never reaches him

    the music’s bells jangle to emptiness and only emptiness

    is there music if there’s no one to listen?