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Writer's pictureKeith Carmody

The Last Refuge of Sound is Down

This is Our Blog.This is Our App.

The Last Refuge of Sound

Is us turning around

To face the pack

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The pack of wolves

That start with an F

a T

an R

and an i

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We open our app

Read a post

And say goodbye

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To enjoy the yellow sun

The green trees

And the blue sky

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Because we are done being manipulated

Till the day that we die

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We heal with consistency

We heal with time

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These are our prayers

To take back our lives


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Sadly this is the final post

Of an idea that was pure

That is now fleeting like a ghost


It kills me to say

That with pleasure

Come pain


But that is life

Now-a-days


I will miss my friend

I will miss this part of my life

And I can only do right

If I find success

At the end of the night


Scincerely, Keith Carmody



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