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Nov 2017
My stomach ties itself into knots
and forms into a hard lump
in my abdomen
and I wish I could throw it up
and throw it out
So I wouldn’t get sick
thinking about you
anymore.
Sierra
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Sierra  Florida
(Florida)   
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     spacewalker, Lizzie and Keith Wilson
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