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Sep 2013
her ******* are sore
the slight pressure
upon inhaling and
exhaling
are a reminder of pain

she washes
her foot before
she sleeps

her legs
prickly
her arms
prickly
her toes
prickly

prickly prickly prickly

prickly from
all the people who
once took interest in her
but left her
unshaved
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