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My Beloved Africa Where my tears found shelter, where my laughter was carved. I remember the darkened walls, Where silence echoed louder t...
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Protect me from words Hear them as they come Fast and speedily Sharp and blunt Dense and humid They carry deadly equipment They pursue me W...
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The Silence Within In the silence, I found a storm A tempest raging, unspoken and warm The weight of words left unspoken grew A heavy burden...
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