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Visual interpretation of "So use your own": You never yearned to hear; another voice

No. 037

November 5, 2024·8 lines·1 min read

So use your own

As you fell asleep.

You never yearned to hear another voice But your mother's, Singing lullabies As you fell asleep. So why can't you love yourself enough To use your own?

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You never yearned to hear

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