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Mar 2020
I fasted
Tried to see what it is to not have you
Tried to release your hand
I lasted
Maybe a moment or two,
I allowed myself to starve of you,
But what hors d'oeuvres could compare
What wine would I lick from my lips
And taste better than you there
I fasted
I failed
Let me hear your thumping ohm,
I am done with this nightmare
Take me home
Jelisa Jeffery
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Jelisa Jeffery  30/F
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