This Girl


They all speak at me.
I wish I knew this girl that speaks back at them.
Does she smile at them.
Does she simply just stare thru them while speaking to them.
This girl I would like to say thank you to for talking on behalf of me.
A long time ago I had lost my tongue and could not speak to them.

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