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Nov 2020
She Bled.
She's hopeful.
Call quiet, distant voices.
Tik tok time once lived.
A favour on the edge of a stream.
Secrets stay by. Watch them drift past.
Fetus. Following dreams. In clouds. Carved on blood.
The child will live.
Cries in paper. Synthetic tubes. Manufacturer magnificence.
From its glass dome it surveys the world.
It's happiness unknown through the sacrifice of its host.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
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