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unSEEN BY ALL
This circle the group my people
I watch and listen with priceless dedication
Their words flowing and mouths moving
Our heads in motion as these frequencies
Ar shared and passed along
A break a open a place to get
I open up to allow these words to fly
Over looked to my vocals is what i hear
As my words are ignored by everyone's ear
this voice a whisper a tone unheard this group
My people the Circle to what i call them
I'm just a D.O.T. that is silent at the end of their sentences
I watch and listen with priceless dedication
Their words flowing and mouths moving
Our heads in motion as these frequencies
Ar shared and passed along
A break a open a place to get
I open up to allow these words to fly
Over looked to my vocals is what i hear
As my words are ignored by everyone's ear
this voice a whisper a tone unheard this group
My people the Circle to what i call them
I'm just a D.O.T. that is silent at the end of their sentences
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