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The wind speaks to me,
I try not to listen,
I don't like what it says.
My family speaks
the sound is as hollow as the wind,
as if rehearsed too much.
Everyone says tomorrow is important
I see just another day.
Somewhere the cycle was broken,
I didn't answer the phone.
The toy broke one Christmas day,
so long ago.
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