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Mar 2013
I am a bit too loud
without trying, and
I promise myself I'll
stay quiet although
I never have. I keep
in mind the things
my father says to
me, that the wise
never seek chances.
If wisdom is sought
I have never had any. I am
too loud without trying, witty
around the edges, with a cornerstone
made of sand.
(c) Brooke Otto
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