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Sep 2014
I figured my blood was clean of this sickness
Thought the light had banished the dark
Fought to break free of what lay underneath
But these wounds are reopened
Bleeding beneath my skin
And the tears fall again
I hope I won't break
this time
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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