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Apr 2015
If I make no noise,
am I really alive?
Do I exist
if you can't hear me?
Apparently...
I don't
because if I don't speak first,
I'm not allowed to speak at all
but I have a right to.
No one cares about that though.
They  see right through me,
like you probably do.
I am silence.
I make not a sound
and because I am silence,
I do not matter to you
and I am invisible.
Maryjessie Pacheco
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Maryjessie Pacheco  Corcoran
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