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poem written for “Poem Your Voice” poetry contest, Charles Messina, sponsor, February 25, 2026.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wind did steal this poet's tongue, wrapping it in spider's spun. It whispered words sharp and sweet, blowing them down city streets. Gutters caught each broken sound, spun them till they became bound. Listen close—you'll hear them too, poetic voice did debut.
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