Where are the words,
why have they hidden.
In the dark corners.
I search,
in every corner,
I panic.
Without them,
I’m lost.
Fear grips,
the heart,
will I ever find them?
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Where are the words,
why have they hidden.
In the dark corners.
I search,
in every corner,
I panic.
Without them,
I’m lost.
Fear grips,
the heart,
will I ever find them?