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The Thoughts of Your Words

The rigid walls behind Me Kept me in There is no escape From this beautiful Place Only your thoughts That cant Come out into speech Its not like the Beach. Where we can roam Freely. But where we Have to act out Our words To make it all okay. We cant say What we need Only because we Cant plead I have a million Words piling up But I cant share a single one

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