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SPRING-CLEAN

Lonely. . . Pain injecting into brain. . . Upset +++++in belly, +++++throat to gut– +++++a glut, +++++an onslaught +++++fraught with fear +++++and desperation. . . Only +++++to lie in wait– +++++the lowly +++++inaction +++++I can take– +++++and in the … Continue reading

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