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A Question Of Form
If I whisper now you might not hear me well
but I can’t shout, not out in the open like this.
What a shame! There are a lot of things
I still want to say to you.
I promise they are not at all about roses & sunset
but they are something, real something!
Maybe I’ll eventually tell you somedays
when I’ve learned to whisper well
or perhaps learned to shout shamelessly—
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