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Nothing of you hidden or given away
By you singing someone else’s song
Not by the words that is
But boy oh boy
What heart-wrenching longing
What tearful soul-suspended despair
For you your minor key was anything but
Heavy with the blanket of a lover’s ache
Heavier with the futility of a lover’s loss
Yes you took yourself to anywhere but
Into those rooms where fools and devils roam
Into those spaces for the almost silent
Except, yes except you heard your own cry
A cry which carried itself into the vast deafness
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