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The language that I only can speak

The long walk that I only can take


My pile of writing

And unwritten feelings that I could never write down because I was afraid of them


I choose this silence


I wish maybe this feeling can go away

and then maybe he could as well


Because when I am drowning in this silence,

I wish no one sees me. 


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