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no voice

in spite of committing more words

than you can read

onto paper

in spite of speaking up

sharing how I feel 

I have not found my voice

I am not heard,

seen,

nor felt

my voice is not free

a mere squeak

with no range and volume

incapable of screaming

so I continue speaking

with no voice

in a language

you can not understand

unable to reach you

Wolfgang Lee moving from the heart

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