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Oct 2018
Let us find ourselves, lay ourselves bare, run our hands across our naked hearts and not flinch when we say,
here I am home.

Society has laid it’s ***** hands upon us
Let us not live with it’s fingers
Lodged down our throats..
Hayleigh
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Hayleigh  27/F/England
(27/F/England)   
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