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Apr 2020
Conversing with her is like
living in an echo chamber.

Those two way conversations
ask and answer never getting
a word in edgeways.

If she was alone, I'd be sure
she was a schizophrenic.

At least on the phone one can
disregard her, get on with
something else, add a grunt
occasionally just to abbreviate
her monotonous monologue.
Ryan O'Leary
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Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
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