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Mar 2022
Fog
A toxic miasma
An infection in my blood's plasma
It obscures my mind from view
Impossible to push thoughts through
But my poetry will persevere
I don't care for caution against severe
Repercussions for forcing myself to think.
I will not allow my art to sink.
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CV had me asleep all day, so this is late, and bad cause it hurts to think more than usual.
Katie
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Katie  25/Trans Female/Yeadon
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