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Oct 2018
It’s like a drug
-except that it doesn’t come in a little orange box
Or in the shape of a little white pill,
But rather through a shiny, sleek, sharp blade
That grazes over your skin
Just like a red ribbon swaying in the wind.
Mind Matterer
Written by
Mind Matterer  15/F/Amsterdam, Netherlands
(15/F/Amsterdam, Netherlands)   
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