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Jun 2020
I liked the way sounds jumped into place

Gained their own pace

Made a poetry space

All their own

An exclusive zone

Where words, like flocks of birds

Made patterns in the sky

I used to wonder why

They only danced for me

And nobody could see
At seven I realised I could do something that  the other kids couldn't. As the  middle child and the duffer in a seriously sporty family I made words my own.
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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     ap and Carlo C Gomez
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