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Feb 2014
He spoke in not quite sentences
His speech held in ****** muscles
All polite and kind
But lacking the sense of communication
So even though we share a language
Now my ears could not make sense of his words
And his mind is unsure of whether I heard
So he took me to his level
And I found the place his mind was
Then woke next day
Wondering where it was
Arequipa, Peru. 19th September 2013
Macstoire
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