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Nov 2012
Hungry shivers run through my body like a wave through the ocean. Hungers looking for a way out.
Shivers upon shiver run through me like an earthquake corrupting my mind. Wanting more and more. No. I say. No more. Shiver are going more fierce fully  now. Hurting. Like being hit with a table. Over and over and over again. Slow then fast rapidly speeding. Then they slow there speed and fade away.
Tavia Robshaw
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Tavia Robshaw  Maine
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