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Apr 2014
The secrets in your pockets
have fallen on the ground
I gathered up enough to
recover every sound
I'm not afraid to keep them
and move while holding on
Whatever you are saying
I'm hearing as a song
I've learned to know the music
with every sense I have
Return to you the silence
the rest you needed back
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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