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Poetry
Words I've written on different days When reality starts to become a haze Writing of these thoughts of mine Or an answer to a friend's cries Things I cannot say aloud So I just write them down. Why do this instead of speaking? Because speaking would feel like secret-keeping Considering that to one person these words would go If they came from my tongue alone So, armed with paper, mind and pen, I allow them to be read again and again. ~ Bethany Roberts
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I often have many thoughts on my mind, so, here are most of them trickled down into perceivable words. And maybe you can find yourself in them too.

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