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Apr 2021
Barely
I throw my words at you
like hailstones
hoping they hurt
you receive them
like God
invisible
silent
barely
a nod
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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     Lori Jones McCaffery, Shattered Thoughts, not a prognosis, My Dear Poet, Eshwara Prasad and 1 other
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