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thoughts,words&toungue

sreeja
sreeja
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 giggling ears with caterpillar words

and the heart flutters---butterflies;

a swarm of words, wasps,

and the ears writhe

and you collapse---apocalypse

witches and angels,

whims and fancies of words;

words, they are at the tip of our magic wand;


words, they are at the tip of our tongue waiting to plunge!



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