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Time on the run killed the voices.
Slowly, I found me, sitting
on a curb in the rain in my head,
but I was there, my voice weak,
but I could hear me, I could
hear my own voice. The whispers
were me, coming to take back
my life.
Whispering to Myself in the Rain
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Thomas Plummer
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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May 23, 2024
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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