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Oct 2015
Say my name --
breath it like it is your last shallow, hollow breath --
rattling on your tongue like a snake --
Lost but still found, beautiful --
without plans but with purpose --
Treat it like the water you found in the desert --
like the sustenance you found when you were famished --
Treat me like you would die without me
Victoria Kiely
Written by
Victoria Kiely  Guelph
(Guelph)   
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   --- and mickey finn
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