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Apr 2021
Cold steel,
In your chest,
So deep,
It's touching your heart,

Left me in the dark,
All alone,
Outside,
In the park.

Self-abuse or homicide,
Like the thoughts in your head,
We will never know
How, you died

What you think
And how you write,
My blood dotted questions
Like you, on the floor they lie.
Dolores
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Dolores  F
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     Jim Musics, Anne Kim and Imran Islam
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