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Aug 2020
today the pain is not in breaking
that would suggest some fantastic noise
or cavernous fracture
today is subtle, barely visible to the naked eye
it's a quiet decay
unremarkable in its erasure of humanity
withering pitifully
and that emptiness becomes a new kind of identity
this is all that remains
Written by
Jane  27/UK
(27/UK)   
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