NO ONE LISTENS

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I am truths doused in secrets (the gasoline, fire, and flame).
I know all of everything, half of nothing, and will admit to none of it.
I am deaf, and I hear the unknown. Blind, and I see what others dismiss. Wet from the storm, yet dry. No one listens when I’m loud, so my silence is deadly.

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