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Quietus By Desire
Sometimes the less weight you bear,
The more of your own weight tips the scales.
There's too many words, too much chaos,
All stemming from silence, from absence.
The coziest warmth is someone else's.
Even the hottest nights can still be cold.
No better music than their laugh.
No stronger longing than not knowing who.
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Devin Croteau
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