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Mar 2021
a turn of phrase

I wait and wait
and wait and wait

"an apology you have to request is..."

he doesn't finish his sentence

I wait and wait
and wait and wait
its a lovely quiet
when he decides it is time for it
then he speaks with my mothers tongue
the blood is fresh, the wounds are young
again
touka
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touka  23/F/Wilmington, NC
(23/F/Wilmington, NC)   
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