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Feb 2015
"Who clapped?"
           He scratched the sweat under the wig.
                     "Who clapped?"

The tent rustled in the breeze,
Breeze from what?

"Tell them it's ok"

                     And he left.
Elizabeth Hynes
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Elizabeth Hynes  Gender Nonconforming/London
(Gender Nonconforming/London)   
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