tangled words
out the throat
only wheezing
escapes
jammed in the
narrow passage
all letters of the
alphabet
blunt or sharp
like a spear
a pen with
no ink
leap into
the unknown
fear aside
inhale
a tale about
raw diamonds
yearning to be
discovered
…shine
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