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Friend or Foe
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Personal (Melancholy) When you speak,
all I hear is noise;
your hateful voices
mean nothing to me.
It is the ones that
don’t utter anything
about what they think
that hurt me most.
I need to hear their
supportive words but
they stand beside me
in perfect silence.
Maybe this is their way
of encouraging me,
by placing themselves here
ready to fight the enemy.
