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Apr 2016
Regardless how loud I would shout,
Your silence always spoke the loudest.
Drowned out by your vacancy.

The one that speach evaded.
The one that I let go.
Jack Michael Westland
Written by
Jack Michael Westland  Aberdeen, Scotland
(Aberdeen, Scotland)   
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