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Little voices

I have no words for all the things I want to say.
 
But my mind tells me stories, like little voices in my head.
 
 
 
I have no feelings for the things I feel so strongly for.
 
But my heart tells me different, and I don’t know what’s right.
 
 
 
I have no sense about the things that are so sensible.
 
But I know where I’ve been, and I know where I want to be.
 
 
 
I have no words for all the things I want to say.
 
But my mind tells me stories, like little voices in my head.
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