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I listen for my muse But there are only tears. We must not touch. Embrace is forbidden. If death will come It comes borne On the breath we share. The quiet voice Bears our doom. Only in silence Is there hope.
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 11:17 AM UTC
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I listen for my muse But there are only tears. We must not touch. Embrace is forbidden. If death will come It comes borne On the breath we share. The quiet voice Bears our doom. Only in silence Is there hope.
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 11:17 AM UTC
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