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A voιce ғroм тнe нeαrт
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Ongoing, First published May 19, 2021
𝐼 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔

𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒
𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑝 𝑎𝑠 𝑘𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦
𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡
𝐵𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑦, 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦

𝐼𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑑
𝐴𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡
𝑀𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚
𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑑


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