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Aphasia
Lamenting for the loss of words They were there and now they are not Shining like a woman with starburst eyes vanishing leaving only a halo of tears in mine searching for the words and their fate were they kidnapped by a seducer a plunderer drawn away in the hunting net of a thief who cannot create but only appropriate Have they been harmed molested are they safe Lamenting for the loss of words They were there and now they are not To perpetrator the only thing sadder than the loss for words is never having any of your own
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John Beam
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