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Nov 2013
My tongue trips over the words,
the sounds strange in my mouth.
You laugh,
They laugh,
They've all heard,
the strange sounds coming from my mouth.

It's easy for you, but hard for me
You wouldn't understand
This newest thing is hardest for me,
This sound.
The next one is not easier,
But when I finally get it I feel changed
A stranger to myself,
Someone new

One day,
Soon,
I will never be Samhain.
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Samhain LongQuiet
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