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May 2019
You saw me, you knew  me, you unravelled me
You were the vessel that contained me

You let me rest, in a place built for me
A place I had not known to exist in this universe
It was called safe
Existing in the quantum space, in the abyss
Where you held my naked skin with your bare hands
And it didn’t scar me
You stripped away my shame, masked all my horrors
And let me lay

We don’t live there anymore
But you know I love to revisit it
It was the only place that ever felt like home.
The chariot
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The chariot  24/F/India
(24/F/India)   
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     Crazy Diamond Kristy
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