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Jan 21
It's as if
God dipped me
in hell
for five years
just to taste
what it was like
to be used,
helpless,
taken advantage of,
and religousless.

I am
kintsugi
I am
broken
but molded
by the golden glue
of my will
and my soul.

Five fingers,
five toes,
five senses.

Five.
555
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