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Mar 2019
tense
i sit here
in the dark
frigid
isolated
trembling
muscles tight and achy
from the constant shiver
the unrest in my body
the unease in my mind
the chill
that grips my bones
Evie
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Evie  17/F/the nether
(17/F/the nether)   
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