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May 2015
her lush hair falls to her cheeks
red and LIGHT
light that rushes through the flashlight pointed at HER
her face wrinkles and she CRIES
tears take a leap of anything but FAITH
faith that she won't CRY
face curled into a fleshy BALL
ball of skin and SCRATCHES
scratches got there? who knows HOW
how to COPE
cope with dreams being torn and tossed and thrown and lost
crying
hunny
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