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Apr 2021
There is a
cancer of myself
that is waiting to be cut,
bled and beaten out of me
so that a healthier,
stronger me will
heal in its place.
Mitch Prax
Written by
Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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     Weeping willow and Leocardo Reis
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