being within the outside
in a voice of my own
to truly have a place
worth something
I've been so many places
done so many things
had so many dreams
fought for nothing
for the glory of
for the silent ones
I seek you
for the end of
for the gathered one
I seek you
will they ever listen
do they think I can't
hear them whispering?
they stare at me

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