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Jun 2022
I inhale absence
I'm slowly dying from all the nothing I inhale
The lack of your hand in mine, it's killing me
I lie in fetal helplessness
Caving in on myself, becoming smaller
Becoming absence
Sophie
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Sophie  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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     Aishu, Arooz, Fecundeity, Ledge and David Hilburn
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