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May 2015
Everybody's always shaking,
making shook slanted statements.
Deflate.
Pressure builds, but easily falls.
Express hate.
Don't bottle it.
I'd rather have a briefly bittered tongue.
Graham Pountney
Written by
Graham Pountney  British Colombia
(British Colombia)   
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   Cold-Bones
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