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All, all runs wild, all wild and uncontrolled./A toad hops from my mouth instead of gold.

— Naomi Replansky

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My words may turn into stones/as easily as a man/turned one day into silence.

Hungry, not one word here/is as good as bread.

The hunters hang onto their man/And merrily pass by/Where I scot-free and you scot-free/Stand in the shadow of Why.

I learned the speech of birds; now every tree/Screams out to me a baleful prophecy.

they swarmed everywhere,/the unwritten poems.

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