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To Speak

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Standing at the mike
She froze when she saw
He was in the line
At the bar, waving a five
Speechless, she should be
When seeing his stubbles
Will she ever be free
From grotesque feelings
She speaks
She’s heard
He sees
He’s no more

By Lisa Tomey all rights reserved

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