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I scream

New voice!

Nova vox!

I scream

Old hunters!

Vetus venatores!

I scream

My love!

Amica mea!

I scream

With my words

How they must seem strange

If you read them

Without screaming

They might even seem tame

I scream

Help me!

Adiuva me!

But at last my strength has utterly failed me

And I collapse in a heap, still in need of saving

It is only then I see the near road

Passersby traveling to and fro

And oh how embarrassing

My tragedy is my own