Let Mel Go
Trials, we know them,
Eating your soul and forcing silence.
Let one be your witness and your jury.
Leave old grudging regrets swept and left.
Meander your blue black thoughts back to the trials we know
Earnestly, I beg.
Grievously I say:
Onward, silence isn't needed here.
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