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Apr 2019
Calming his temper felt like
placing my hand in boiling water
expecting it not to bur
yet,
the burning felt serene
as it was numbing the las hit
he engraved on my body


Sara I. Raad
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Sara I Raad  27/F/Detroit, MI
(27/F/Detroit, MI)   
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