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The Collective Word
A Spoken Word Assembly
Spills ink like a bad nosebleed.
I am more...
I'm more than a poet.
I'm more than a paragraph.
I'm more than the pictures my words paint.
I'm more than volume my voice carries.
Words are more...
Words are more than my story.
Words are more than ordered sounds.
Words are what makes me move in the morning.
Words are what keeps me up at night.
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