To Speak

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By Loneliness is condescending •

We Talk and utter Mutter, mouth, and mummer Then again we Allege, assert, to aver Continually descant, dilate, and discourse Trying to give voice, declare, convey and tell While we never truly Speak

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May 22, 2006 17:22lost the lonely dead

interesting, i used to tell my dog to speak and he barked