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Without water

these waves

stand silent.

The bell and howl

of sound

on cold, cold ground

the echo of

crow calls on

canyon walls

breach the most deaf

ear

that hasn't heard

anything except

tinnitus

for years.

Try and find

your way out of

here

by following her

voice

croaking

coughing

cautioning

calling

cacophonous

from some unknown

place.

Or

just follow

a vein

with no small

remnant of

rivulet

or stream

until it opens

to the sea.

With currents,

you see,

gain is always

greater than loss

in trying to reach

an end.

Done