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May 2014
Droplets pour down my face and soak into my clothes.
I sigh,
Smile,
And spin in the rain.
Pitter patter pitter patter,
Tears fall from the sky.
Words, silent,
Ghost across my lips.
I sing,
But there is no sound.
If you speak but no one hears,
Have you actually said anything at all?
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