The mountains sound like bird song

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I can lose myself in you and feel so infinite in your infinity. But how can, at the same time, you feel so fleeting, distant, unattached, missing? I long for your company, but when I’m with you I feel so alone and inside myself. And only them I am myself. You don’t make any sounds and your presence is deafening. And even though you escape the everyday, the mundane, I keep you inside me, my soul. And when I catch a glimpse of you, even for the smallest fraction of a second, I am comforted to know you exist.
You are the echo of a chirped bird in an empty woods. You are the drip of a drop in a still spring. You are the whirr of wind in the soft leaves of the freshly leafed tree. (anonymous)

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