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SOFTLY THE VOICE COMES FROM WITHIN SPEAKING THROUGH ME TO MY PEN ONTO THIS PAPER LAID DOWN BEFORE ME THE WORDS COME FASTER, MORE READILY AS I GET INTO THE RHYTHM AND RHYME I OFTEN WISH I HAD THIS EASY A TIME SPEAKING SOME PEOPLE HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS,IT SEEMS I ONLY SPEAK FREELY AND ELEQUENTLY IN DREAMS IN A GROUP MY VOICE OFTEN STUMBLES AND FALLS WHAT WAS MEANINGFUL A MOMENT AGO SHUDDERS AND STALLS TRY STILL I DO, AND AGAIN TO EXPRESS THOUGH SELDOM DO MY WORDS SATISFY ME, I CONFESS SPEAKING THAT MUST BE WHY PUBLIC FIGURES WRITE SPEACHES THE RIGHT WORDS ELUDE EVEN THE LONGEST REACHES SO I FEEL THE POINT IS HEREBY MADE I WILL STOP BEFORE MY VOICE STARTS TO FADE AND I MUST SIT HERE AND LISTEN TO LAUGHTER THIS IS WHY I WANT A CIGERETTE SO SOON AFTER SPEAKING

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