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Tells of a Silent Cry

Tells of a silent cry who would that be the children out there mothers crying for the children to come home where are they we are silent without a sound we cannot speak for they are quiet without a sound they cannot speak there is no voice to hear they lay silent without knowing who is in the room yet they speak with their hands different way to unlock the silents between the world who speaks loud and clear yet they are focus by view seeing things that they can understand who is silent around you yet they can read your lips as you sit with friends and family gesture are there we know the silence to who they are they cry for the deepness of themselves yet courage is brave yet they are silent when they sleep who would protect them they became brave on their own knowing tells of a silent cry it change the world around knowing they speak with their hands no one turns away from them because they cannot hear or voice out the cords they are just like us communication is the positive out look they reach out to point us they are just normal they can do what we can do they focus on reality and fought to believe in themselves tells of a silent cry gave glory to the sun that shines out their own way of life
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annamaria-gagno
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Feb 7, 2013
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