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Apr 2014
I'm starting to see shadows
in the peripherals of my
memory
the noises are a muffled
echo
this illness filters
I'm scared
I'm alone
stumbling over what was
always there
Madeline Cirullo
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Madeline Cirullo
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   Joshua Haines
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