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This is a Poem of pure imigination, allowing the mind to have conversation with itself. |
| What are you trying to say? What are you trying to tell me? I can’t hear you, for the noise of life that is all around me. Whisper in my ear, what you are trying to tell me. Do I want to know? Do I keep it to myself? Who can I tell? So soft, so subtle, the whisper of your voice. Do I know your voice? Do I recognize who you are? Yes I do. You are the voice of my heart, that beats softly and whispers in my ear of the things I can not hear, the things I can not bear. Who are you? I am the spirit that yearns to be free. I am the heart of Passion. |