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She knew
a need,
One of
which
was a
dire.
That lite
a fire.
Insider her
there was
something
more that
needed a
voice
she felt
like she
had no
Choice.
But to
Listen ...
To what
Others
couldn't
Say...
To the quiet
they carried
to the words
they typed
instead of
speaking.
To the ache
that arrives
in stillness
from they
other side.
Knowing
this time
there will
be a
response
One of which
was familiar.
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