i am calling from under the hedge,
i wait beneath the hedge,
i shiver beneath the hedge,
listening, hoping, for an answer.

there is no voice left,
i am the only one along the green bush,
the only one anywhere,
because no one answers,
and no one comes.

the silence is back,
there has been a silence before,
in my lifetime,
but i have never been seperated,
and it is said that the seperated,
are lost.

And now,
I,
am a Seperated.

I am lost beneath the hedge.

Come reader, come, come and find me...

Mia Ocean

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