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Connoisseur of words

I am no connoisseur of words
But I know its power
To know when I have none
When no strings of words
Can touch someone's heart
When to my own ears
It sounds like a facade
I am no connoisseur of words
But I know its power
Because once I wielded it high
Now I listen in silence
Echoes of distant voices
Some were blunt
Some in-between the lines

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