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Unspoken Cure
Words fly and fall—what’s another one said?
Trying to live—when in the end we’re all dead.
What words could be… Eternity?
I've come to see—it can be said,
just not with words, listen instead.
Maybe you’ll hear
this unspoken cure.
Trying to live—when in the end we’re all dead.
What words could be… Eternity?
I've come to see—it can be said,
just not with words, listen instead.
Maybe you’ll hear
this unspoken cure.
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