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SUDDENLY MY VOICE WAS TO DEEP

STEEP ENOUGH THAT YOU COULD STUMBLE

IN ITS
MELODY AND CRACKS

OF INSECURITY

SUDDENLY I WAS TOO BIG

MY PERSONALITY TOO FLAMBOYANT

AND MY MIND WAS VOYANT
TO EVERY CRITIC
A MAN COULD UTTER

ON THE SPECIFICS
OF ME

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