mhmm. - Opposite of Speechless
 
On the hunt for my journal everything becomes a jungle.
Desk, clothes, bed all fade to leaves 
Or shadows, hiding what I seek
So dearly.
I am a huntress searching passionately 
For a book some might call mere,
But I call precious.
Not because it holds my secrets,
But because it is one of the few things in my life that has
Stayed. 

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