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In these times of isolation, to who’s ear can I whisper honest?
When it’s dark and quiet, save for the cricket’s sonnet
My only consorts are my thoughts, full of sentiment and defeat
While you’re peacefully at rest with your maidens by your feet
Just a sentence could unlock these walls, but a shrill word would devour
And I feel you’re in graceful valleys while I’m stranded in a tower
But the one thing I wonder most tonight as silver midnight clouds loom
Is are you still thinking of needing me in the stillness of your room"
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