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Mar 20
Slowly
Very slowly
I rise
Aware
Of my body
Lying still
Inside the box
I move up
Further
For a glimpse
Of the body
So empty inside
Sans me...
Inked Quill
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Inked Quill  F/India
(F/India)   
93
   Fawn
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