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2017 I go quiet for days
when I’m dreaming in lyrics,
streaks of my memory somehow written down by someone else,
shards of a moment I might have left behind.
I go quiet and collect
every note
every rest
every rhyme
that makes me think of you.
I have given you all of my words
and none of them are broken.
I have given you all of my time
and none of it’s wasted.
I have run out of voice,
I have no other stories,
I exhale invisible playlists
you will only find if you unfold my skin.
I am not doing much you asked me to do
but I could answer all your questions
in this symphony.
Maybe you should
learn the music filed under your name
to know what’s going on in my head.
