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Jun 2016
i'd like to stick a needle through my neck:
through cartilage and sinew, and leave a speck—
i'd leave a speck so small you'll have to
look real hard and squint your eyes
and get real close to see just why, just why
i can't talk about it anymore.
We haven't been talking lately. I just really don't want to bother you.
Written by
Al
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