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Wild Talk

I fled I fled to the comfort of the dark And felt soft swarthy fabric Envelope my heart I allowed myself to deeply sink in Peering into the blackness Seeing nothing Like a blackboard duster sweeping Off the chalk So my mind was uncluttered Of all it's wild talk I stayed till first light I stayed
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Written by
sharleen-boaden
South African
Published
Mar 24, 2015
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