My voice is tiny,
my passion deep.
Ever this voice
is the company I keep.
This place I discharge.
Here I weigh in.
Stilling the ruckus, deciphering the din.
In a world gone crazy,
In a world too aloof,
The resilience of voice is the ultimate proof.
Seek truth and exploit it—from within and without,
Absent of this, there is no doubt,
Each tiny voice
Will
Eventually
Go
Out.
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