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The night surrounds me It is my disguise, my comfort The spot i would rather be, my big secret silence that is so loud, oh my friend! You contain so many voices unheard. loud off in other-places, only some always unheard Whisperers tell secrets in your ears, you never tell endless secrets flow through you, until they hit sky. They become the stars
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Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 6:17 AM UTC
Secrets told - and seen
The night surrounds me It is my disguise, my comfort The spot i would rather be, my big secret silence that is so loud, oh my friend! You contain so many voices unheard. loud off in other-places, only some always unheard Whisperers tell secrets in your ears, you never tell endless secrets flow through you, until they hit sky. They become the stars
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Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 6:17 AM UTC
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