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Mar 18
i
am
jealous
jealous of my smart
and beautiful friends
for they can arrange their sentences
so simply
yet elegant
i always understand what they mean
but
me?
it’s like i have to make a speech
out of the magnets on the fridge
no matter what intelligent thoughts i think
it seems they don’t stick
and my fridge is left
in a mess of utterances
blocks of nonsenseΒ Β 
hence
my
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Hg
Written by
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