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Jul 2018
tears sting the corners of my eyes
you wrote me a *****-slap
and wanted me to "get real"
well...here it is...

i speak in two languages daily
and learned how to negotiate the world of the absurd
you only needed to learn one to survive
and you obviously did that well
enough to feel that you have the god-given right to point your
snow-white fingers at the rest of us and shake your head in pity

*******.
Traci Sims
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Traci Sims  F/Seattle
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