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Apr 2017
I am laughing all the way to the front door where I make myself vulnerable; extinguishable. I ask to be taken out - to feel the weight of something feasible; something absolute

I ask to be put away - I am tired now.
Lizz Hunt
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Lizz Hunt  23/F/Sydney, Aus
(23/F/Sydney, Aus)   
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