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{En Pointe}

.. Have we not grown tired of tiptoeing, ….grown weary of tiptoeing around the truth, of toeing the line, truth be told, of tiptoeing through lines of tulips and terror, ……….through holding our breath. Tear {or time} me a petal, … Continue reading

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