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How can a mouth be so encomiastic?

...Yet fickle

The tongue practices  its role

Like a gymnist in a gymnastic

Preparing for the stunt

And in return recieves extole

People mumble thorns,some come to front

With the purpose of all lies being told

Where bruises,marks,sockets... are seeen

And where none of  us are bold

And voices are unheard 

 

 

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