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Jun 2014
My words
to you
are like knots;
an impenetrable,
nonsensical
tangle,
unless you
pick
pick
pick
at them.
I know now
why they call it
β€˜tongue-tied’.
Alex Clarke
Written by
Alex Clarke  Birmingham
(Birmingham)   
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