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Chard deNiord: The Double TruthI still taste you from the timeyou painted my tonguewith your scarlet finger.It cured my heart of innocence,that single dose, and I have tasted it—the double truth—ever since:the bittersweet in the wordsI cannot speak but stickin my mouth like stonesI’ve learned to talk around.
Love it, Duane!
Sharp and to the point. Bravo David Allen.
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