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I know a story Once told Loses its glory I know a sound Once spoken Allows me to be found Not too loud Not too profound Hardly, scary I used to deem it A child, lost in misery Now, I am lost Without it With me Now, I can see Clearly
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 8:17 AM UTC
Silence
I know a story Once told Loses its glory I know a sound Once spoken Allows me to be found Not too loud Not too profound Hardly, scary I used to deem it A child, lost in misery Now, I am lost Without it With me Now, I can see Clearly
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 8:17 AM UTC
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