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giggling ears with caterpillar wordsand the heart flutters---butterflies;a swarm of words, wasps,and the ears writheand 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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