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Dec 2017
I think about what your bones
will speak
once you have left your body
I mean the soul you
the real you
What will you leave behind
will you have left behind
your unkindness
or those things
you say
when you think
no one is listening
someone is
always listening
so be careful of what
you speak
I hear them
and the laughter they leave
and genuinely hope
it's not about me
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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