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By Jack Joseph Smith
Quiet
Questions are quiet, they begin that way
To suddenly see a berry tree, where the
tongue talking before thought is a
natural thing; sensitive is where it
starts, many times a truth in a question
Many times more truth all across quiet
Dangerous as taking, dangerous as using
another's bow; look at a kid, your kid,
someone else's kid,. any kid for Heaven's
sake, and if you see a differance, then
there is no use talking to you; didn't see
a minute pass through the hour glass, you
need to switch the sand, go ahead, or so it
appears, until no time let at all; how good
does it fell, when there is no money, to hand
your mom two thousand dollars
I guess
Enough to go in the
ring again