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I Speak

I speak yarn, and the twiddling of fingers wrapped in strands of color I speak cat hands caressing a purring head I speak computer tapping of keys to find my goal I speak oldest child getting away with nothing and blamed for everything I speak poems flowing of words onto the page I speak loyalty sticking to those I have given my trust I speak playfulness Whats life without a little smile? I speak curiosity eyes open to a waiting world I speak nail The polish and designs of endless combines I speak woods silent trees, stand strong in their wake. I speak weird Spontaneous enjoyment is my way I speak me And that's all there is to say.

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Date: 8/31/2018 12:10:00 PM
Well said. A nice journey to knowing you.
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Elissa Quigley
Date: 1/16/2019 9:56:00 PM
Thank you, this was an assignment for class and I ran with it.

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