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Nov 2020
10.
After you swiftly remove my
heart from my chest,
I’ll leave it on my lap.
Bare for the wolves to consume.
Barren and without a care.
You can dispose of the pieces
they leave behind.
Written by
dust  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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