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Tête à tête

   The unsaid
    All sounds lame
    My voice has word
    Can I claim?
 
   The unheard
    Can you hear?
    The voice struggles
     Can you stay here?

     My voice lags
     Your rigid spell
     The air drags
      The words, to tell !

      The wisdom seeks
       To hold the air
      My wind peaks
       Drifting its gear…

      The still untold
       The mystery  of thee
       My mind still behold
       All storms of plea…

      
    
     

    

    
 
    
   
   

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About natalieken

When roar is near I will bland the noise To soothe your ear I will sing a melody

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