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Slips of the Tongue
Slips of the Tongueby Michael DoyleSlips of the feeble tongueCome more often when no longer youngThings ill thought should often not be saidBut instead kept inside one’s headOur lives are played out like a movieSometimes hellbent though that doesn’t move … Continue reading →
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