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Jul 2017
I collect sea shells listening to
the voices within, telling me
what I need to think....

But I'm fractured like every
one I listen too...

Hearing a sea of voice drowning
in the vocalization of self..
I listen in cracked shells listening
for the drowning voice of myself.
Poetic T
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