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Jun 2019
My tongue is twisted into double knots, and my mouth is left hanging open ever so slightly. The words that wanted to fall out sit silently at the back of my throat. I swallow them down with a gulp, and when I close my mouth, it is all over.
Rj
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Rj
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     TD, Wyatt and OC
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