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Dec 2024
short and sharp
is the pain from the hit.
i am 9, my mother is angry.
in the dark, something grows
a few years pass
and a clone of her has grown
i can copy her movements
speak in synchrony
but she never gets hurt when i do
horrible horrible horrible
Written by
ellie  16/F/Australia
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