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Unquieted
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It's hard to know what to make of each day
So I take a moment to create the loudest sound that I can make
And I want to know what we all would sound like at once
If we did so would we be a thunderous roar
Screaming out, "What is this place for?"
Death won't silence me
Put all our hands in
We are unlasting
We won't be quieted
and we are not asking
I fear I've felt them pass through me
Millions upon millions of tiny voices fading ever so quickly
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