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I have been without a voice
Since the day I did not scream I have been without a voice Since I forgot who I was For a long time I forgot My self In dog years I'll remember Again And talk to myself Again I lost my voice Yesterday Today I talk to Myself Without moving my Lips The coffee is good And strong And hot And warms the cup I hold while driving The coffee is an old Friend As strong as I need it It clears my head It makes room for the words In between sips |
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Nice write :)
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yup.. I like coffee too. =)
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Enjoyed...Cool write..
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*like*
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Really nice!
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