I summon you, sha-   
men and women, wordsmiths and   
know it alls, [you know  
 
who you are, don’t you?]
Come and tell me everything
plainly, in words we
both can understand.
Leave your posturing at home,
please. I am tired
and patience has fled
[screaming, hands over her ears].
Let us speak, kindly,
and tell what is in
our hearts – for it’s only there
that truth lies. I think.
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