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Feb 2017
my skin is a
minefield don't
touch me don't
touch me I said
DON'T TOUCH ME
can't
you see the prints running
around contaminated ground and
the few going through that
blew up in my face?
it's been a while.

9:24 PM
February 25th, 2017
RA
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RA
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