The night was still
Not abreeze was felt
I wondered at this silence
In its deafening presence
We might have spoken
We might have cried
I do not remember
But the silence of the night
The skies were starless
The moon hid its face
How distant all seemed
In the uncrushable quiet
We ought to have spoken
We ought to have cried
I remember now remorseful
As darkness gave way to light
Not abreeze was felt
I wondered at this silence
In its deafening presence
We might have spoken
We might have cried
I do not remember
But the silence of the night
The skies were starless
The moon hid its face
How distant all seemed
In the uncrushable quiet
We ought to have spoken
We ought to have cried
I remember now remorseful
As darkness gave way to light
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