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May 2017
a mind behind the tongue
silence can swallow the Universe
but when it comes to Man

that little wiggling tongue
has a mind all its own

noise is a spoken thunder
jabbering flesh

the smacking of lips
a hiss of the snake.
Written by
nivek
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