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Jun 2014
Sometimes I am longwinded
A twisting river that stretches across the continent.

But other times
I run out of words

And I am silence

Water vapor

No one ever listens to water vapor.
I don't think I like this but that last line.
Deanna
Written by
Deanna  Cambridge, MA
(Cambridge, MA)   
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