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Apr 2016
Singing octaves down the alley

From my heart

Deep down from my diaphragm

Through the throat

Coming out of my dry lips

Messages clattered within the tunes

Resonating with the sounds of my feelings

From my empty shell

Loud and clear

You still can’t hear me

As I’m a pathetic chooser

But I decided that you can’t hear
Hanes
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Hanes  INDIA
(INDIA)   
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