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Jul 2019
Will you remain unwritable;
As you continue to sift
Between the gaps of these words
And fall,
    bouncing from line to
        Line,
     As I, blind, attempt to grasp the
                         Essence of you,
And keep it,
Splayed and pinned and dead -
Between covers of memory -
Or mounted over mantle piece,
Like grim reaper’s memorabilia,
hung for perverse public viewing?

“Welcome in, would you like a look at all the creatures I've killed.”
Written by
Hanna C S  18/F/London
(18/F/London)   
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     Aaron E and Evangeline Ruth Hope
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