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Apr 2014
i was born with broken bones
and sunken dna with a built-in carrying capacity much too small
for all the struggles
and the questions
of the world.
i am fragile i am limited
i scream every time a skin cell dies and i
was born
with soup for brains and runt nails that grow much too short
for all the questions
and the struggles
of the world.
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