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Nov 2014
Listen to me.
So much to say.
Covers her ears.
Like autism.
Pretending to shut everyone out.
Truths to be heard.
But I keep yelling.
Dying to be heard.
What will you do when you hear no more yelling.
karen champagne
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karen champagne  nh
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