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May 2014
pain.
Pain.

In the form of the way father
clenched his fists in anger,
and mother's grip around the red wine bottle at 3 am in the morning.
NV
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NV  19/Cisgender/find me at a cemetery.
(19/Cisgender/find me at a cemetery.)   
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