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May 2017
Doesn't it hurt biting your tongue
and squeezing your mouth shut?
And you keep trying to change--
to be softer, less loud, less of
what the world made you to be.
So, don't keep trying to stay silent;
the wind never does; her songs
echo in the branches overhead.
The river laps and splashes
against the bank.
Someone always hears it;
someone always listens.
If birds call out to each other,
and they always answer,
surely if you speak
someone will understand.
National Poetry Month Day 29
Laura Slaathaug
Written by
Laura Slaathaug  North Dakota
(North Dakota)   
       ---, Faded, Pradip Chattopadhyay, xavier, CeCe and 18 others
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