It was gentle enough for a chasm or aperture,
A vast hollow place where peace resonated.
When we finished, the views were saturated.
Its roar ruins us, wiping all sight of the reckoner.
In a serene atmosphere, all noises are muted.
Once again, our voices would be audible.
Some question the level at which it is visible.
We huddled on wooden benches...
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