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My parents were drunk all the time so thats how I talk

 

I very briefly sat next to two young Children, perhaps five years old, who talked with a drunken slur, because they had learned the English Language from parents who were drunk all of the time.

They talked in pure innocence, in the sobriety of childhood speaking a new  slurred toungue.
 
two glimmers of hope for a new world
 
Written by rabbitquest
Published | Edited 9th Aug 2013
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