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Sep 2011
done,
but here,
kind off everywhere.
like mist. like pain.
none,
but there,
off towards the hemisphere,
like blood. like rain.

over this disembodied full of nothing.
over this feeling of being too full of empty.
please shake the empty from my wounds.
make the invisible stop.
danielle m
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danielle m  in my head
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