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Speak. 

I don't know, what

to say. The words are

frozen on my lips and I am suffocating

from love. I don't know how to act, pushed

from the

nest too early, and I am scared of falling.

Hitting the ground harder than before. Becoming

nothing but a news story people chat about over a meal.

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