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Aug 2017
Mute
Fuzzy confusion glitters across the air,
Breathless.

Questions littered across every dark corner,
Voiceless.

And as fingertips brush across frail skin,
A throaty croak escapes.
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unnamed  NYC
(NYC)   
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   --- and Mims
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