Impression

I once heard a song that looked like this
She sang it when she thought no one could hear
But though she moved, her lips were almost still
Like music from a distant body’s soul

I once saw a scene that sounded thus
I saw it there alone, with just my thoughts
Like one who runs in dreams while standing still
Like water as it sweeps its wordless tune

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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