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Feb 2019
I did it for myself.
I shed you and a little bit extra.
Like a snake peeling back
layers of you and me.
Our crusted scales scattered
across uncertainty.
Is your newness raw?
Is it untouchable?
Aspen Welsch
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Aspen Welsch  27/F/Ohio
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