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Oct 2016
With no words in the air
The one we don't know
The reason, and meaning
Our own hidden fear
Be then so well defined
Screams to surface
To paint a face of guilt
Even if there is no basis
Without words well spoken
Thought out, without menace
Empathy, caring and attention
Spoken to clear the fog
That words unspoken bathe in
And insecure fears do dine upon,
Our ties too thin, two lives destined
Will twist and bend, stretching
Until they are apart.
Thirty second blabbery but worth saving
Jack R Fehlmann
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Jack R Fehlmann  44/M/Colorado
(44/M/Colorado)   
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