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Feb 2013
We woke up disoriented
Blinded
The room was white
Unfamiliar
And painful

One started screaming
She had found her skin
Frayed in places
And then patched
With fur

Another one came to
But she could not move
For her hands and legs
Had been sewn
Together with the mattress

And a man
Lying next to me
Had been given
An extra pair
Of arms

I wondered who might be missing
A pair

****** was the room
First seen as white
And I as well

I realised
That I was holding a needle
And a scalpel
Patricia Drake
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