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The edge of my seat
The weight of my breath
Heavy on my tongue
Almost enough to tip
Me
off
the
edge
of
my
seat
But I stop
And everything falls back
Four legs on the ground
Till I get tempted once more
To tip
Tip
Tip
Heavy on my tongue
Almost enough to tip
Me
off
the
edge
of
my
seat
But I stop
And everything falls back
Four legs on the ground
Till I get tempted once more
To tip
Tip
Tip
Published 31st Jan 2022
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