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Oct 2016
You opened a door
I wanted to keep shut
and now the things
I feared behind it
run loose and wild
dark thoughts take hold
multiplying, spreading
a disease I cannot cure
This darkness engulfs me
and your hand is just
barely out of reach
Sarah
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Sarah  31/F/Michigan
(31/F/Michigan)   
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   Mary Pear
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