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Topic: Silence Username   Are you registered? Password   Forgotten your password? Post HTML is off for this forum IkonCode is on for this forum Emoticons are enabled Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Script MT Bold Stencil Verdana Lucida Console -2 -1 1 2 3 4 5 6 White Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen   [quote][b]from Glacialis posted at 4:45 pm on July 28, 2001[/b][br][br]Something from one of my favourite artists of all time, A.W. Yrjänä. And as usual, it's my translation. :) This particular piece of work feels awfully familiar. -Silence- Because of silence, worn velvet stopped pocket watch I would give all my people, my books my walks in the autumny park in the wawering shade of the leaves coming loose and because of silence my youth almost unused nights without sleep the sweet wight of covers I would step to the coldness of room teach my thoughts to humbleness, I would to calm from their journey behind the iron doors restless from the screams of their children The absent-minded God of places hard to reach do you ever look at the everthinning crow of your followers your eyes full of question and pain I walk and my watch ticks my hands look for a place to stay being discovered doesn't stop the colourful bird from it's flight doesn't turn open the absolute gate for the sound and silence to go[/quote] Post Options Do you wish to add your signature? Do you want email notification of replies? Do you wish to enable emoticons in this post? Do you wish to preview before posting? Yes   No

Thread Review for Silence (newest post first) Glacialis Posted on 4:45 pm on July 28, 2001 Something from one of my favourite artists of all time, A.W. Yrjänä. And as usual, it's my translation. This particular piece of work feels awfully familiar. -Silence- Because of silence, worn velvet stopped pocket watch I would give all my people, my books my walks in the autumny park in the wawering shade of the leaves coming loose and because of silence my youth almost unused nights without sleep the sweet wight of covers I would step to the coldness of room teach my thoughts to humbleness, I would to calm from their journey behind the iron doors restless from the screams of their children The absent-minded God of places hard to reach do you ever look at the everthinning crow of your followers your eyes full of question and pain I walk and my watch ticks my hands look for a place to stay being discovered doesn't stop the colourful bird from it's flight doesn't turn open the absolute gate for the sound and silence to go

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