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Apr 2014
All of my pours have opened,
Spilling out a liquid that I didn't know was my own.
My body shudders.
I thought you were vital to me.
But look.
I am still breathing.
A harsh reality that although I was stuck deep in quick sand-
I had a way out.
ili
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