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May 2017
my demons whisper to me
as i lie awake at night.
they tell me to put them
into words, immortalize
them between the pages
of a book.

but i am afraid that someone
will find them, that someone
will end up with them
in their own head, and i can't
imagine putting someone else
through that.
sleep is becoming scarce again. i'm becoming scarce again.
Alvira Perdita
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Alvira Perdita  20/F/South Africa
(20/F/South Africa)   
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