when the ink runs out we’ll find a way to have our say we’ll scrawl in mud or use our blood when thinks run dry we’ll make our way to give our say we’ll call in god and refuse to nod
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word less
there will always be more paper and ink than what you’ve left unwritten there will always be more noise in the air than what you’ve left unspoken there will always be more density in the mind than lightness in your soul only and always if you remain wordless
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