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Aug 2018
Terror feeds my panic.
I’ve never been here before.
These people are unknown to me,
for what this feels is foreign to me.
But I know if I just lay here,
it will be the end for me.
Laura Utter
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Laura Utter  29/F/Wichita
(29/F/Wichita)   
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