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Center Word

I draw 7 tiles trying to build off of the center word in this real life game of scrabble nothing I can construct from this soul of vowels no consonants in my heart the game plays on your turn is quick your tiles better your heart unscathed no words to make to lead me forward after the board is folded and the game put away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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