I hear the bells ring,
humming but they cannot sing,
as they slowly swing.
Marking each days new hour,
from within the stone tower.

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PoetryEach of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.
Bells
I hear the bells ring,
humming but they cannot sing,
as they slowly swing.
Marking each days new hour,
from within the stone tower.