Amongst a crowd of people,
speaking words I do not understand.
I never make a sound,
but know many things in the quiet of a beer glass night.
Watching as the clouds turn black
and laughter stills,
there is a peaceful pause.
Tags: calm, chilled, crowds, lost, mute, peace, poems, poetry, silence, travel, understanding
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