December 17 by The Running Son
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if I search for your metaphor,
you wont say how I choked before?
How I bragged I would crack your locks,
but forgot which key fit the door?
Couldn’t find which ring had the key,
how I lost which hall had the door,
how I slipped through your simile
and landed right where
my point would be?
by Jim Aldrich
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