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I'm trying to speak, with sealed lips. What rolls off of the tongue, seems to stop at my teeth. Vibrations in the throat, will never be heard; Only felt. So I smile.
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Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 2:25 PM UTC
Idiosyncrasy
I'm trying to speak, with sealed lips. What rolls off of the tongue, seems to stop at my teeth. Vibrations in the throat, will never be heard; Only felt. So I smile.
I find it difficult to express things through the spoken word at times. So I smile.
kyle-fisher
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Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 2:25 PM UTC
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