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Apr 2022
I borrowed your dread
though it is not mine
it accompanies my every move
I want to give it back, get rid of it
but it penetrated my skin
occupied my soul
I borrowed your dread
part of me now
a scar I've made room for
a squatter in my home
SCHEDAR
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