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Jul 2013
The hospital smells like home
Something's hurt your head
On-repeat, "me instead"
Lead paint wishing walls
Halls fluorescent
Reminiscent of looking for your shoes
Lose just this girl
Curl your hair like you used to
Do you understand?
On-repeat, "me instead."
Ann Beaver
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