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Freed from the isolation of inadequate words, she felt herself vanishing like the ghosts in her womb
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
The Irony of Sadness
Freed from the isolation of inadequate words, she felt herself vanishing like the ghosts in her womb
katie-lynnau
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
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