it was not me you loved
but my words
and when i stayed quiet
i found you loved
my silence even more
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SONYA KASSAM 
Another gem! 👌🏼
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They say silence is golden, but is it?
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Wow. Profound!!
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I can bet you have a deeper insight into this poem :)
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That is so deep! Loved it.
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Thanks Alokh. Just to clarify…you loved the words, or the silence? ;)
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Words, primarily!
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😊
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this poem. It seems that so very much can come about in silence.
All good wishes,
robert
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Very true, Robert.
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