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no backspace #1

tread lightly on the frigid ground, or crack the ice and quickly drown. I died a long long time ago in hell-sent, burning, freezing snow. it felt like heat, the cold that blew. and why it did I never knew.
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pincushion
the Philippines
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Written by
pincushion
the Philippines
Published
May 15, 2016
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6·40
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I have major writer's block so I've been writing poems where I just don't erase at all, they don't make much sense

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