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Jun 2020
Dear careless whisperer,
Some sharings are dagger-edged
and there is no escape when they’re turned on you
no countermagic for the soul crushing embarrassment
dropped as if from a great height.
Did you hear the gun-shot thunderclap of confidence
leaving the room?
I am a careless whisperer
Anais Vionet
Written by
Anais Vionet  18/F/U.S.
(18/F/U.S.)   
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   --- and Imran Islam
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