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Feb 2019
The toxic blood ran
Ran out of her
Like an animal
Running from a predator
She gasped for air
As she bled out
Weak and alone
She cried
She thought she was dead
Until
The bleeding stopped
The sun rose
And alas
A flower bloomed
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Allison  20/F
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