•{Poetry}•
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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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