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May 2014
My voice is throttling
And it seems unusual for a
Voice to throttle
But here am I
Speaking loud and soft in one
Phrase of the sound vibrating from
My vocal chords and
I hope that it won't throttle again
Just like I have been throttled and
Floored by the actions of my fellow
Human beings are what live on this
Planet is called earth and it is full of
Water rushing over my head and I
Scream fills the air as someone lays
Shot but missed the swishing of the
Basket on the front of my bike with
Wheels spinning in my head
And I would love to speak the words of my mind
If my voice didn't throttle
Iris Rebry
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