Shouting from existence

She wants attention , an  invisible cricket
In  thorny bush ,that pierces your silence
But  not because she  sees you passing by
In sunset hills, on  free mountain breeze.

She just needs your attention to her living
That she is not stone beside the mud track
But  night creature with wind in her lungs.
She is merely shouting from her existence.

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