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Apr 2017
Exhaustion
Some nights my bones feel like milk,
Pouring into the sheet I lay upon,
Draining me of form.
I become a suit of skin.
xerez bridglall
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xerez bridglall  Toronto,Canada
(Toronto,Canada)   
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