Writing in an Empty House

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Only in a silent room
Can I hear my voice

Only when I listen
Can my words speak

The page is my friend
Knows all my secrets

Forgives my weakness
Supports my desire

Each key is a heartbeat
Each truth a steady pulse

What I need to say
I can only express

In this vast emptiness
Only meaning can fill.