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Jul 2017
your mother sleeps with arms outstretched,
tomorrow she'll take back what was hers

your sister waits in the marsh
and the leeches are calling her deeper

after all, didn't the apocalypse start in your back yard?
didn't hell reign on your house first?
Lizz Hunt
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Lizz Hunt  23/F/Sydney, Aus
(23/F/Sydney, Aus)   
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