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Jul 2020
Bones ache exhaustion

Things pile up and I crack

Splinter knowing

There is no one there to catch me

I feel myself slipping

Piece by piece

And I would scream

I am drowning

If I thought someone was listening
Written by
Amanda Hawk  42/F/Seattle
(42/F/Seattle)   
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     Eshwara Prasad and Raj Bhandari
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