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Jul 2017
If you don’t mind, sir,
                                            I think I’ll take your

“It’s a fact”
And put it over here      
                                             And then I’ll fetch            
                                               “No, it isn’t”
                                                                               And  put it over here.

Let’s wait, shall we, until all the
to-ing and fro-ing and up-ing and down-ing is over
And everything is quite still?

                                                      Then,
                                     Once the scales have settled,
              I’ll be able to tell you if I will ever trust a word you say.
Tamsin Gray
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Tamsin Gray  46/F/South Africa
(46/F/South Africa)   
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