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Jan 2015
Habitual hives under my skin…i don’t know where you come from…your cause pervades me even though I declared to figure you out 1,000 times….much like my emotions….

Itching and burning under my skin...waking me from deep slumber…then gone without a trace….what a gift of irritation…what a gift of understanding… my truth was but a helpless mirage….

OOO Hives thank you for showing my ignorance but yet still your only scratching the surface of my………..helplessness…carry on
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