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[scarmani]

The whole world holds its breath
The sea is stopped halfway.
The rain is frozen, now.
The wind hangs loosely
From the clothesline,
Hoping
On the window a fly stands, still,
Between the dark blue and the dark,
Moment gathers
Moment,
I asked and
I asked,
He said,
It is not enough,
He said,
To ask,
Look,
He said,
The whole world holds its breath.
He said:
Just then the silence
sliced through something,
and
the world fell away like silk.