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which makes me silent but not quiet. which makes me silent but not quiet.
But then you weren’t there to wipe them. A friend that disappeared in my sorrows. But then you weren’t there to wipe them. A friend that disappeared in my sor...
Brooding about them all night long Makes me weep and frustrates me. Brooding about them all night long Makes me weep and frustrates me.
As the closet was new As the closet was new
The poem shows that we are not perfect, but we should try our best. The poem shows that we are not perfect, but we should try our best.