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Jun 2019
I stumbled on a rusted key
pushed by curiosity
I tried it,
fiercely breaking
locks
with
no luck
of unlock
ing none
one day,
I
w
ore
it
ar
ou
nd
my
neck
and       felt
my             chest
open up
Move your head further, the key is in front of you.
Maria Etre
Written by
Maria Etre  Beirut, Lebanon
(Beirut, Lebanon)   
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