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Deaf. Hands fly. Symbols whirl. Nuance slips past fast. Hand jive, succinct lines blur. Blink, blind, behind banter, blither on deft fingers. Primary Number Contest

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Date: 2/18/2009 12:34:00 PM
I tried to learn sign language but never could grasp the concept. Guess I'm too slow...lol Good write Deborah.
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Date: 2/15/2009 4:22:00 PM
I know some sign language and I went to a high school with deaf program. You got the imagery perfect on this, Deb. (If I'm reading this right.) Either way, great job and good luck! Love and hugs, Robin
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