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April 13, 2018
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cracked lips open to scream
but words don't reach my tongue
there's fear in my bloodstream
I've bled shark bait since I was young

if my shaky voice is in sync
with the scratch of graphite,
my whispers drip with ink,
I'm finally heard when I write.

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