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Oct 2020
in the hollow of my bones you rattle
striking panic in my brain
but from collapsing I must refrain
a finger strokes my wrist
my hands shake
as I realize my pulse is there
and I could destroy it
Written by
Julianna  14/F/NY
(14/F/NY)   
69
   CZ
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