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Dec 2021
Words unsaid
Night is closing in
I see that
yet I have ten thousand words sill
inside my head
what do I do with them?
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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     guy scutellaro, SUDHANSHU KUMAR, Evan Stephens and My Dear Poet
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