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Oct 2015
You told me when we talk its a risky conversation.
So I imagine
We had embers for mouths
And
We conversed with smoke signals.
Unable to control our spits
The  bomb ignited
In which neither of us meant to have lit the fuse.
Andrew Tang
Written by
Andrew Tang  Dublin
(Dublin)   
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