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I'm not asking for approval,
that belongs to time
The spoken words I cherish most,
to you seem out of rhyme
I'm not asking for acceptance,
my muse rejects your praise
In darker moments light is found
-your comments weakly phrased
(The New Room: December, 2021)
that belongs to time
The spoken words I cherish most,
to you seem out of rhyme
I'm not asking for acceptance,
my muse rejects your praise
In darker moments light is found
-your comments weakly phrased
(The New Room: December, 2021)
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