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Oct 2013
The congestion consumes the attention of a broken soul, unwilling and exposed. The sticky stillness brings a haze that silences the deafening sound of voices unheard by others. Infesting and manifesting every inch of your being arrives a hot intensity that stills you with an inner conflict.
Victoria Kiely
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Victoria Kiely  Guelph
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