they wept - because after the silence came the hiss
as the next one asked what became of the broken-hearted
and we sang with our souls, stressing and pausing,
believing we could sing off by heart the next one too.
Bob, good read. Perhaps some tightening like no the before silence and of
course, I must mention the ings though I promised not to...
Smiles.
Gary
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