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Breaking the seal
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turning points Several years since preceding
I delved myself in self-defeating
Patterns of deprecative thought
You may yourself believed it so
You may in fact have even known
That I had learned and since forgot
That who I was is who I'm not
Your eyes were quiet, solemn, vain
A guise of wit, a shroud of pain
And if they were to hear me crying
Lessened the deafened ear denying
Then perhaps I would have spoken more
