Sometimes.

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Under piles of papers.
Between lines
Before fullstops.
Fragments of a life time
Sometimes readable
Sometimes lays backwards, like a magic spill
Sometimes it sounds like a song from a fairytale .
Sometimes it has no sound ,
No face .
Sometimes it has wings
Once you left a page
a melody of freedom hums a way

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