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May 2018
Cut the silence
Like that slice of cake
You didn't want
A bite of.
Now you're swallowing it
Like the words
You refuse to let spill
From your lips.
Now sugar coated
In icing
Never too cold,
But always frosty.
Beth Richter
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Beth Richter
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