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Mar 2016
I am soft
With a hard shell
Crack me open
And I will
Ooze out
Raw, white and foamy
Clinging to your fingers
I wrote this while suffering from insomnia. I couldn't stop thinking about this image.
Evie Brill Paffard
Written by
Evie Brill Paffard  York
(York)   
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