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As if my insides are too pink and new to reach inside of and pull out anything of value. As if, because my body was not forged out of natural disaster, it isn’t a world of its own.

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christine-r

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Published: Nov 13, 2020
Time: 1m

Tags: #body #earth #dirt #natural #disaster

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