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loosely I allow myself to think of you as not to become foolish and truthfully it's all I end up doing; I play the fool in the schoolyard of your voice I learned to listen without ever making noise I fight and fetch all of your sounds & I can't stop your pour of longing in & all over my mouth
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
candles
loosely I allow myself to think of you as not to become foolish and truthfully it's all I end up doing; I play the fool in the schoolyard of your voice I learned to listen without ever making noise I fight and fetch all of your sounds & I can't stop your pour of longing in & all over my mouth
julie-butler
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
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