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SILHOUETTE The burden of your absence tremples my heart, overpowers my senses and an acute pain grinds me thoroughly... everyday.

Lisping babies in mother's lap, chirping birds in the blue sky and scattered moments of the day sings a melancholy song. Morning's dewy grass, evening's setting sun and the moonlit midnight moan. Gradually, a limitless vacuum swallows me up. But ... the moment your voice pours over my ears, it repletes my spirit and makes me resplendent. And thus continues our journey together like a silhouette...