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Aug 2010
hanging by a thread
sunlight pools at my feet
burning, raging reflections
brushing at my fingertips
no walls, no ceilings
just a pair of sunken eyes
blinking slowly
taking in the picture
just a mouthful of barbed wire
breathing rusted metal
memorizing my trails
I will start with nothing
Rachel Strowbridge
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Rachel Strowbridge
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