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erin walts
Poems
Mar 2017
Twisting and running
It's only until you are broken you are free.
My skull is made of glass.
I'm afraid there's nothing in there.
A small machine
Like a wind up toy automatically running
and
when you forget to twist
The body stops entirely.
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erin walts
22/F/texas
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