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I hear the music play:
A loud chorus, a strong voice. Funnily enough, I am the chorus;But I am the strong voice too?
Behind closed doors and tight lips,there remain words trying to escape.
Behind locked rooms and sealed hearts,there lies a secret wishing to break shape.
We walked hand-in-hand
Through the woods
With the sun at our backs
The air tasting like salt
And the sound of water hitting rocks,
We approached the lake.
It's funny,
I'm the size of an
