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Created on: May 19, 2008
The time has passed for speeches
no audience now to hear
unspoken words are many
in hindsight all too clear
Words left unsaid are haunting
like ghosts who make no sound
to those who did withhold them
they will forever hang around
If not released in time of need
they hover on the wind
and blind our forward progress
with guilt that lies within
So speak now while it's time
be not shy today my friend
for unsaid words remain behind
when others reach the end
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