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May 2014
Feeling torn down,
just waste on the floor,
is when I feel my safest,
because,
it’s these times
that I actually feel human.
Being stuck on the floor,
bare and sopping with tears,
let’s me know that I matter to myself
Lucille Flott
Written by
Lucille Flott  Omaha, Nebraska
(Omaha, Nebraska)   
692
   --- and Hamad
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