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a man reads not for enjoyment but to pass the time. the time that a woman is holding onto because of uncertainty. the uncertainty of life that hangs like a blade in the air. the air muddled and rotten with sickness. the sickness spills over from one body to the next. “let’s get soup after this” anything warm, anything comforting.
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Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 4:06 AM UTC
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a man reads not for enjoyment but to pass the time. the time that a woman is holding onto because of uncertainty. the uncertainty of life that hangs like a blade in the air. the air muddled and rotten with sickness. the sickness spills over from one body to the next. “let’s get soup after this” anything warm, anything comforting.
hospitals feel like i am in limbo
justacomputer
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Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 4:06 AM UTC
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