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Jan 2
My soul is
in this cold
& dense core
that stops
emitting light
Sorrow and pain
have consumed all
i once had
Now i am
but a process
of contraction
& a floating
dead star
come near me
i can't offer
but swallow
the light
Written by
Angelica Liu
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