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I dread the thought of sleep when pain creeps between my sheets and causes me to writhe The scar is there as a reminder of the day the knife did cut I long for sunny days where I can bask in the healing rays I want to be whole again and free to wander about
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Aug 15, 2024
Aug 15, 2024 at 2:54 PM UTC
Old Wounds
I dread the thought of sleep when pain creeps between my sheets and causes me to writhe The scar is there as a reminder of the day the knife did cut I long for sunny days where I can bask in the healing rays I want to be whole again and free to wander about
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Aug 15, 2024
Aug 15, 2024 at 2:54 PM UTC
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