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Aug 2019
and exits. I try to let the insipid out
and the sapid things in. But sometimes
I reverse the order and only take in
the insipid things. As a writer

my hands are my mouth. And what
I take in I also put out. So, Iā€™m trying to put
into this well-oiled machine something
clear, crisp and clean.
sandra wyllie
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