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Nov 2018
It is yours, take it
I know it will be crushed in your hands
I know that you will break it
Go ahead and stomp on it,
drop it, pierce it, drain, destroy it

it is yours nevertheless
like a pig to the slaughter
Sara Svensson
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Sara Svensson  20/F/GΓΆteborg, Sweden
(20/F/GΓΆteborg, Sweden)   
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