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Jan 2020
Needles
piercing
my inner thigh

a nausea wave
in my belly

a hundred bottomless pits
in my gut

theΒ dense gap
between my soul
and body

Breathe!
I tell my self
Just breathe
Written by
Mamta Wathare
258
   Bogdan Dragos
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