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Mar 2019
I wake to something in my throat
g / r / o / w / i / n / g
it is yearning, hunting, haunting
it moves deeper, to darker caves
it is in search of a final burial site
it wants permanence inside of me
Sexus Obscura
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Sexus Obscura  28/F/Cape Town
(28/F/Cape Town)   
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