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May 2020
She went from sewing her toys back to life
to ripping
the soft of her skin away from it.
I saw her, I swear I did. But I walked on for she was a mere stranger.
Ayesha
Written by
Ayesha  20/F/Silver Sea
(20/F/Silver Sea)   
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