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Feb 2019
Someone who cuts with silence
The power of the unspoken word
You’d need stilts to walk above this
Petrified of anything untied
Roaming in the cracks, a filthy roach
Careful not to sound glib or trite
Take out what you have in the drawer
Speckle it with humor
It always worked before
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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