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In the presence of another things go awry the banter, the timing, the world collide The feelings become the words where all gaps begin when all communications go into a spin where quiet had a cool, calm, mutual respect talking seems to take on a neglect the ego says that I must defend when the attacker wins there is the end in our silence love can prevail so many talking heads make it stale
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Jul 11, 2012
Jul 11, 2012 at 12:48 PM UTC
Talking Heads
In the presence of another things go awry the banter, the timing, the world collide The feelings become the words where all gaps begin when all communications go into a spin where quiet had a cool, calm, mutual respect talking seems to take on a neglect the ego says that I must defend when the attacker wins there is the end in our silence love can prevail so many talking heads make it stale
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Jul 11, 2012
Jul 11, 2012 at 12:48 PM UTC
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