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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Listeners</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where there are listeners<br>there is no silence.<br>Either the sounds <br>of the listeners' minds<br>rebound<br>from the boundlessness of space, <br>or the universe itself pounds<br>out a multivociferous chatter; <br>the sound of reaching out, <br>selecting<br>rejecting<br>and pain; <br>coming together<br>and falling apart again.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Every plant, every stone, every sun<br>has its tongue, <br>its subtle and interminable vibration.<br>Every whirling planet<br>and spinning electron<br>screams (or whispers) its history.<br>Reaching out<br>selecting<br>rejecting<br>coming together<br>falling apart again.<br>Pain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where there are listeners<br>there is no silence.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The universal music thunders discordant tones<br>the unintended harmony<br>in its unintended composition; <br>the sound of creation<br>and of decomposition.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Brian+Taylor">Brian Taylor</a></strong></div>

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