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Sep 2021
i bend over
and every inch of my spine
comes together
holding a body
that can barley be supported

i like when i look in the mirror
and my hip bones show

let me tell you
i’m so ******* hungry
i’m so angry
i’m so ******* tired
fika
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   MS Anjaan
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