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Oct 2011
It is one fourth inch thick.
God must have granted you
An extra one fourth inch
At least.
Bullets may still have
The power to shatter
But those words spoken
Never had a living chance
To break through
That one fourth and
One extra one fourth inch
You have.
If words were a sledge hammer
I would have to crack your skull.
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   Victoria
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