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Dec 2020
plague
like a plague you catch on
incurable at least
death at most
- - -
you poke and ****
all my shortcomings
until i'm full of holes
- - -
can you see through me
and all that i've become?
Samara
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Samara  28/F/Texas
(28/F/Texas)   
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