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Apr 2013
Its the unfiltered truth that drains from my thoughts
   and spews forth from my vocal chords
   test the reactions from whom their for.

  will they understand with thoughtfullness
  or with the venom of the snake.
  it is not a critique, but a mere observation
  an opening for dialogue, to reciprocate in kind.

  let our feelings lie broken  beneath our feet
  lets kick them around a bit, discarding the useless ones
  savoring the strong ones, then let us
  stack them up till they touch our hearts
  and we can beat in time with each other once again
Written by
tom krutilla  justice, illinois
(justice, illinois)   
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