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Apr 2022
I have gathered up
all the little bits of me
the sharp edges
and the tiny shards
I have put them in this bag
right next to me
I won’t touch it
if
you don’t touch it
to
two
too.
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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