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Dec 2012
Eloquently written,
yet filled with venom,
neatly typed out,
and stored in your portfolio.

Handwritten confessions,
words once trapped by clenched teeth,
scribbled on a napkin blotted with tears,
and thrown in the nearest bin.

I found your words;
now go find mine.
Arvel Azcoe
Written by
Arvel Azcoe  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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