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I could not tell you
no, believe me, I would try to place it if I could
but I really could not tell you now soft
how just absolutely soft it felt
to be encased by the beginnings.

Lulling, lulling,
and there is a tap-tap-tapping that comes
just so light.

Vibrating in and out is a voice,
but you realise, it is not a voice
it just sounds like one, fills the space like one

A pulling of strings,
deepening,
it is there,
I promise, it is there
it has come to say hello
to play for just a little while
before it drops out

Slowly, just a little slowly
Leaving behind the voice that is not a voice
Before it comes back, all four of them
The lightness
The tapping
The voice
The strings

Ebbing constantly
in
and
out
They play together like children who do not yet know the meaning of loss

It’s emptiness

How it leaves you hollow and broken and you do not know where it all began and ended
but you know now where you must begin

Even if you do not know where you end

Then suddenly
it folds in on itself,
elegantly
gently
at the same time, brashly
youthfully
unapologetically,
as its name suggests

And before you know it

Hanging

you are left

h

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g

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g

on a cadence that does not know how to say goodbye