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Two people sat to converse before me
And I never heard them
Their voices were not high
And were not low
But I never heard them
So is life for all who crave
Some heard, some not
No matter how they talk
Because they can never get there.
Two people sat to converse before me
And I never heard them
Their voices were not high
And were not low
But I never heard them
So is life for all who crave
Some heard, some not
No matter how they talk
Because they can never get there.
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