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Jul 2022
My insides looking out
at
wounds
from whispered, sounds
stay
or
walk away
fog lamps the mirror
the
one on the ground
carries
the
healing
of
what
ultimately goes down.
☮&1❤
Khoi
.
Khoisan
Written by
Khoisan  M/South Africa
(M/South Africa)   
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   M-E and Aishu
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