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WORDS DANCING AROUND IN MY HEAD: SWIRLING AND WEAVING AND SWAYING BACK AND FORTH: I CAN'T GET THEM OUT FAST ENOUGH; MY HEAD IS RUNNING FASTER THAN I CAN TYPE: DO I WRITE? OR DO I REMAIN SILENT? WORDS ARE OUR GIFT TO THE WORLD; OUR OWN SELF-EXPRESSION IS OUR PASSPORT TO FREEDOM: I AM JUST A RAT IN A... Sign in to see full entry.