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Oct 2014
I'm okay, she says as she slices her wrist
I'm fine, she murmurs in between gulps of bleach  
I've never been happier*, she whispers as the light fades from her eyes
Antiquity Vaircome
Written by
Antiquity Vaircome  Shire of York
(Shire of York)   
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