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Dec 2013
My screams go far and wide,
Their frequency though, it seems,
Has reached such a desperate pitch that
It can only be picked up by few.
The louder I try to howl
The higher the frequency again,
And it's reaching one so high
That we're moving into ultrasound.

Maybe that's why they don't hear me.
Unheard cries of terror
Jaz
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Jaz  Oaklahoma
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