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Aug 2018
the mouths
move in a
synchronised
troop but
nobody is
moved
because
nobody
speaks.
it has always
been
this way
the same
play performed
day after day
& night
after night
to a room
in the dark
that can't
find the light.
katie
Written by
katie  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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