No one would listen No one but her Heard as the outcast hears Shamed into solitude Shunned by the multitude I learned to listen In my dark, my heart heard music I long to teach the world Rise up and reach the world No one would listen I alone could hear the music Then at last, a voice in the gloom Seemed to cry "I hear you; I hear your fears, Your torment and your tears" She saw my loneliness Shared in my emptiness No one would listen No one but her Heard as the outcast hears No one would listen No one but her Heard as the outcast hears
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