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Oct 12
I want to make you speak
and make you preach, speak out,
not slip up but let words
one after another

Word after word past the ears
as words
should go, forward
to run on under an existence

No word stripped away
just moved forward
to go onwards,
standing beside you
winnie the poem
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winnie the poem  27/M/Belgium
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