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Oct 2013
Oh, Danielle
your voice carries south
and whistles
through the ages.

Oh, Decibel
your sound hollows out
and compounds
through the stages.

Oh, Wishing Well
full of stagnant doubt
and rusted,
wasted wages.

Oh, Danielle
your voice naught without
keeping me
in cages.
Edward Coles
Written by
Edward Coles  26/M/Hat Yai, Thailand
(26/M/Hat Yai, Thailand)   
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