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Silent Moors
I drive down silent moors
On moon-less nights
And think about
Things I cannot write
Too big to lock them on paper
Too small to make people see them
I am stuck with a heart that listens too much
But has no tongue
I am stuck with a mind that speaks too much
But has no ears
And I am little and young
But I am weary and wrinkled
From these thoughts and people
Who see not by the heart
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Do you ever look at humanity
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With sorrowful eyes?
~the universe in her
© z.f.
On moon-less nights
And think about
Things I cannot write
Too big to lock them on paper
Too small to make people see them
I am stuck with a heart that listens too much
But has no tongue
I am stuck with a mind that speaks too much
But has no ears
And I am little and young
But I am weary and wrinkled
From these thoughts and people
Who see not by the heart
•
•
•
Do you ever look at humanity
•
With sorrowful eyes?
~the universe in her
© z.f.
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