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Speaking in Tongue

We were talking
about how dreams work or
whatever—talking about eating cod tongue.
It’s tough because ya gotta think, “How’m I gonna do it?

The first thing that came to mind was Fireball.

I wish I had that kind of colour left in my heart.

-07.19.17

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Trying to find the right words.

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