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Jun 2016
Hello. I am words.
I have taken your voice, stolen your swords
But still you read onwards
Though be it for naught?
For I am just words. But you truly
Are not.
Nobody is two dimensional. You are someone important and brilliant in your own way. These words apply to everyone.
Lark Train
Written by
Lark Train  California
(California)   
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