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Dec 2018
Cut
The sharp point
Brings relief
I can’t explain
The release

The quick pain
Frees the hurt
I hold inside
Like poison

The afterward
Uncovers a calm
I crave
Despite the scar
Bethany
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Bethany  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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