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I had to be careful not to talk too much'
If I did, they'd always try, to quickly shut me up.
And angry as I was I couldn't see the wrong,
The monsters who prowled my world, were having on my song.
There seemed to be something, amiss with my mouth,
An invisible plaster, stopped my words getting out.
They saw all I said, as disrespect and mad,
I knew my words created, good things but still, I felt so sad.Tushie
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