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Mar 2015
She was doing nothing.
Except lying there, holding up the galaxy.
She could not rid herself of that responsibility
For every cell beckons
Her sweetest downfall.
To give her life to another
Only so that the other
May, one day, do the same.
inspired by Skye Martin's artwork
Gemma Allan
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Gemma Allan
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