Quiet

It’s quiet where I work and it’s quiet where I play. Its quiet in my head and hasn’t always been that way.

Used to talk and babble about things heard long ago. Sometimes I’d just yell louder, if for sure I didn’t know.

The youth they don’t confuse me, I heard it all before. I’m pretty sure I said all that, just before I hit the floor.

Dennis Mantin

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