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Dec 2017
Like bees to honey
are my anxieties to me
In subtle matresses
with sunken eyes
I percieve my neurotic dreams
my desperate aspirations
my misconstrued qualities
my blinded prophecies
Alli Michelle Davis
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Alli Michelle Davis  18/F/PA
(18/F/PA)   
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