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I want to comfort the world, but the world does not accept me. It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother, who can then comfort you...
Wounded throat
forces the birth
of a vocal-less songbird,
a silenced tweet;
a drowned-out sniffle,
a puncture harmony,
a bleeding sonnet.
A writer writes
with an inkless pen,
words failed to be
seen or heard & the
world’s grown dark & silent
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