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Mar 2020
Do not fall into mama's lap
Bite the hand as soon as you can
At least, don't cut your limbs to merely exist
Confront, explore, resist.

Do not take my word
because I'm only deeply hurt
that's what I try to get across
that you should hit the road
as soon as you can walk

Do not follow my dreary path
that only lately I could patch up
stay away from those holy demons
which are nothing but a Sunday evening
watching TV movies unaware you're rotting
unaware you're drowning
gagged - choking on homeostasis and noise
dying - because you survived
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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