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Scared for a heartbeat out of tune,

I dare to spit the words out,

to relieve the dreams

and take the truth down.

I feel the delicate,

invisible hand

that has found the deepest crease

inside my mind...

Whispers -

fetched by her who dwells within'

Desires, feelings and thoughts,

abstract and concrete -

emerge from everywhere

into silent screams on paper...



I remember, I remember now...