Speak Not

I speak of not what I see,
for that seem unwise
apparently noise doesn't think
as for themselves to judge.

I speak of not what I see,
for that seem nosy
apparently cases prove themselves
as for ourselves to care.

I speak of not what I see,
for that seem blatant
apparently the coldness seeps
as for itself I damned.

I speak of not what I see,
for that seem to me
something not to be spoken
but kept in the heart.

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