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Voiceless Voices


Somewhere, someone Has hands that tell stories of every book they’ve ever read Everything they’ve ever thought And everything they’ve never said The loudest silence ever seen Seemed to be seen with sight Hands that recite the same poems they write Somewhere, someone Has the voice of an angel, that will never be heard Muffled by God’s will, but as ...

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Black Cigarettes and White Wine


The old man stopped by the fire escape, To weave his colored yarn. With tired eyes and lines that disguise, He stared up towards the sky. The stars shine so bright on nights like these, When the roar of the highway comes through like rain, Calming and cold and completely awake, But different all the same. He lit up his ...

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