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I recognise her hurled hurt - pain - frustration - weariness - can't wait to get out of this in each unspoken sigh each practiced cry each queued curt response that lay swallowed and composed in the pit of a fully evacuated stomach
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Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 5:42 PM UTC
Stomach
I recognise her hurled hurt - pain - frustration - weariness - can't wait to get out of this in each unspoken sigh each practiced cry each queued curt response that lay swallowed and composed in the pit of a fully evacuated stomach
an old draft, regurgitated
stevejeff
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Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 5:42 PM UTC
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