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Jan 2015
I am a golem
Made of black
Glass.

I'm absorbing
Colours
And there's no thank-you-
From me--


There never will be.

As I'm civil speaking
With no words
Or tongue.

To be just fracturing slightly,
Speaking without speaking.
L T Winter
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L T Winter  M/United Kingdom
(M/United Kingdom)   
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