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Oct 2017
Dusk by the time she realized
Dusk by the time it was too late
Night when fate struck her
Day when they found her hollow, skin case

Mid-morning before they found her
Mid-morning before they found the rest
Afternoon when they discovered
Evening when they knew what took her final breath
Written by
Phoebe Woods  23/Genderqueer/Pennsylvania
(23/Genderqueer/Pennsylvania)   
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