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Aug 2016
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My brain is a locked door
and I've misplaced the keys.
Nothing will go in and
nothing substantial will come out.
I've knocked and I've rung,
but all to no avail.
The only response is the letterbox
hurling out junk mail
and words I've used before.
I haven't written any decent poetry lately, so have a short little thing.
Grace
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Grace  24/F/England
(24/F/England)   
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