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Mar 2021
I can break my arm
For old times sake
You can watch me me burn
As my bones break
You were once the fire I held
But my hands are caked
With ash and im burning
But still I wake
As I still wake
Im raw i have no notes
Sara Mlady-Allison
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Sara Mlady-Allison  28/F/San Diego
(28/F/San Diego)   
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