Nameless before the dawn.
Soundless before the dusk.
Oh how I wish to sing again,
one simple word,
one simple thing.
Oh how I wish to dream again,
then you are there,
and it goes away.
I can breathe again,
my thoughts begin to ease,
the endless rush of feelings slows,
you need not speak,
I need not see,
we both know....
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