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I stood still in my tracks
and peeped inside my heart today.
An empty place I found,
made up of dried clay.
I searched and searched
wandered lonely as a cloud.
I even touched the trees and daffodils
and thought of things that are blue and grey
and of nouns
a synonym for the heart
invain.
In a corner I found, a silence full of sounds
a broken dream
hidden away
a hope stranded,
a forgotten joy,
and a picture without a name.