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I scatter them, like bird feed

with a nervous laugh

not sure

how I'll be heard, or will I

be noticed at all

not sure

if I make sense, or just noise

easily ignored

not sure

my thoughts are wise, or just wine

playing with my tongue

not sure

with all these words, strewn about

if I can make sense

not sure

that I should write, or attempt

another poem

not sure

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