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I suppose is what it all comes down to.
How well you can talk,
which subjects you can raise and contribute to.
How you can charm people with your words.
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She sniffs in the van,
she’s trying to be a man.
Her vile mood swings,
frenetic over small things.
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Talking

I suppose is what it all comes down to.
How well you can talk,
which subjects you can raise and contribute to.
How you can charm people with your words.
The places your choice of utterances can take you.
If you can’t talk properly
you may as well give up,
because people aren’t getting anything from you.
You’re not feeding their ego with the power of conversation.
You’re not interesting them.
You’re boring them.
They don’t want silence,
silence is uncomfortable.
People hate being in the same room as you.
People take short cuts in your company.
You repel people.
Are you dim?
Arrogant?
Neither?
You’re not human.
You’re going the way of the dodo
without talking.

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