Every time I crawl out of my shell
I have a poem just waiting on my lips
Having a voice that today will not recognize
Every word I feel I should say is unacceptable
I will save my voice for tomorrow
In a midst of my loyalties who will listen
Every time I crawl out of my shell
I have a poem just waiting on my lips
Having a voice that today will not recognize
Every word I feel I should say is unacceptable
I will save my voice for tomorrow
In a midst of my loyalties who will listen
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