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"Call For Help"

My screams go far and wide, Their frequency though, it seems, Has reached such a desperate pitch that It can only be picked up by few. The louder I try to howl The higher the frequency again, And it's reaching one so high That we're moving into ultrasound. Maybe that's why they don't hear me.
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Dec 6, 2013
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Unheard cries of terror

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